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N.     BRADY,     D.  D. 

Late  Chaplain  in  ordinary,  and 

N.     TATE,    Efq. 
Late  Poet  Lauret,  to  the  Krng  of -England. 
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JjH&ittt  I.     Common  metre. 

i  TTOW  bleft  is  he,  who  ne'er  confents 
-"•    By  ill  advice  to  walk  : 
Norftands  in  finners  ways,  nor  fits 
Where  men  profanely  talk  ! 

2  But  makes  the  perfect  law  of  God 

His  bus'nefs  and  delight ; 
Devoutly  reads  therein  by  day, 
And  meditates  by  night. 

3  Like  fome  fair  tree,  which  fed  by  ftfeaxns, 

With  timely  fruit  does  bend, 
He  ftill  fhall  flourifh,  and  fuccefs 
All  his  defigns  attend. 

4  Ungodly  men,  and  their  attempts, 

No  lafting  root  fhall  find, 
Untimely  blafted,  and  difpers'd, 
Like  chaff  before  the  wind. 

5  Their  guilt  fhall  ftrike  the  wicked  dumb 

Before  the  Judge's  face  : 
No  formal  hypocrite  fhall  then 
Among  the  faints  have  place  : 
€  For  God  approves  the  juft  man's  ways, 
To  happinefs  they  tend  : 
But  finners  and  the  paths  they  tread, 
Shall  both  in  ruin  end. 


4  P    S   A    L   M      II. 

IPfaliU  II.    Common  metre, 

*  "\  XTITH  reftlefs  and  ungovern'd  rage, 
W      Why  do  the  heathen  ftorm  ? 
Why  in  fuch  rafli  attempts  engage; 
As  they  can  never  perform  ? 
3  The  great  in  counfel  and  in  might» 
Their  various  forces  bring  ! 
Againft  the  Lord  they  all  unite, 
y    And  his  anointed  king. 

3  "  Mirft  we  fubmit  to  their  commands  ?*• 

Prefumptuoufly  they  fay  : 
"  No,  let  us  break,  their  flavifli  bands, 
And  caft  their  chains  away/' 

4  But  God,  who  fits  enthron'd  on  high, 

And  fees  how  they  combine, 
Does  their  confpiring  ftrength  defy, 
And  mocks  their  vain  defign. 

5  Thick  clouds  of  wrath  divine  mall  break 

On  his  rebellious  foes  . 
And  thus  will  he  in  thunder  fpeak, 
To  all  that  dare  oppofe  : 
£  "  Though  madly  you  difpute  my  will 
The  King  that  I  ordain, 
Whofe  throne  is  fix'd  on  lion's  hill, 
Shall  there  fecurely  reign." 

7  Attend,  O  earth,  whilft  I  declare 

God's  uncontrol'd  decree  : 
"  Thou  art  my  Son  ;  this  day,  my  heir, 
Have  I  begotten  thee. 

8  Afk,  and  receive  thy  full  demands  ; 

Thine  mall  the  heathen  be  ; 
The  utmoft  limits  of  the  lands, 
Shall  be  pofTeis'd  by  thee. 


PSALM     III.. 

9  Thy  threat'ning  fceptre  thou  fhaU  fhake, 

And  crufh  them  ev'ry  where  ; 
As  mafly  bars  of  iron  break, 
The  potter's  brittle  ware." 

10  Learn,  then,  ye  princes,  and  give  eac, 

Ye  judges  of  the  earth  ; 
ii  Worfhip  the  Lord  with  holy  fea  , 
Rejoice  with  awful  mirth. 

£2  Appeafe  the  Son  with  due  refpect, 
Your  timely  homage  pay  ; 
Left  he  revenge  the  bold  neglect, 
Incens'd  by  your  delay. 
13  If  but  in  part  his  anger  rife, 
Who  can  endure  the  flame  ? 
Then  bleft  are  they  whofe  hope  relies 
On  his  moft  h®ly  name. 


ipf&Utt  HI.    Common  metre. 

1  T  TOW  many,  Lord,  of  late  "are  grown 
*-- \    The  troublers  of  my  peace  ! 
And  as  their  numbers  hourly  rife, 
So  does  their  rage  encreafe. 

2  Infulting,  they  my  foul  upbraid, 

And  him  whom  I  adore  : 
The  God  in  whom  lie  trufts,  fay  they, 
Shall  refcue  him  no  more. 

3  But  thou,  O  Lord,  art  my  defence  ; 

On  thee  my  hopes  rely  : 
Thou  art  my  glory,  and  fhalt  yet, 
Lift  up  my  head  on  high. 

4  Since  whenfoe'er  in  like  diftrefs, 

To  God  I  made  my  pray'r, 
He  heard  me  from  his  holy  hill  ; 
Why  fhould  I  now  defpair  > 

A  2 


6  PSALM     IV, 

5  Guarded  by  him  I  laid  me  down, 

My  fweet  repofe  to  take  ; 
For  I  through  him  iecurely  deep, 
Through  him  in  fafetv  wake. 

6  No  force  nor  fury  of  my  foes, 

My  courage  fha!l  confound  ; 
Were  they  as  many  hofts  as  men, 
That  have  befet  me  round. 

7  A  rife,  and  fave  me,  O  my  God, 

Who  oft  haft  own'd  my  cau/e  ; 
And  fcatter'd  oft  thefe  foes  to  me, 
And  to  thy  righteous  laws. 

8  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs  ; 

He  only  can  defend  ; 
His  bleflinghe  extends  to  all, 
That  on  his  pow'r  depend. 


PfciliH  IV.     Common  metre. 

1  O  L?RD'  **>#  art  my  righteous  judge; 
^-^    To  my  complaint  give  ear, 
Thou  ftill  redeem'!!  me  from  diftrefs  : 

Have  mercy,  Lord,  and  hear. 

2  How  long  will  ye,  O  (ops  of  men, 

To  blot  my  fame  devife  > 
How  long  your  vain  dd:gns  purine, 
And  ipread  malicious  lies_? 

3  Confider  that  the  righteous  man 

Ts  God's  peculiar  choice  : 
And  when  to  him  I  make  my  pray  »r, 
He  always  hears  my  voice. 

4  Then  ftand  in  awe  of  his  commands, 

Flee  every  tiling  that's  ill  ; 
Commune  in  private  with  your  hearts, 
And  ber.d  them  to  his  v>  ill. 


P    S    A    L   M      V.  f 

5  The  place  of  other  facrifice  ; 

Let  rightebufnefs  fupply  ; 
And  let  your  hope,  fecurely  fix'd, 
On  God  alone  rely. 

6  While  worldly  minds  impatient  grow, 

More  profp'rous  times  to  fee  ; 
Still  let  the  glories  of  thy  face 
Shine  brightly,  Lord,  on  me. 

7  So  ihall  my  heart  o'erflow  with  joy, 

More  lafting  and  more  true, 
Than  theirs,  who  ftores  of  corn  and  wine 

Succeilively  renew, 
g  Then  down  in  peace  I'll  lay  my  head, 

And  take  my  needful  reft  : 
No  other  guard,  O  Lord,  I  crave. 

Of  thy  defence  poffeft, 

i^fdlltl  V.     Common  metre. 

i  T   ORB,  hear  the  voice  of  my  .complaint, 
-■-'    Accept  my  iecret  pray'r  ; 

2  To  thee  alone,  my  king,  my  God, 

Will  I  for  help  repair. 

3  Thou  in  the  morn  my  voice  malt  hear, 

And  with  the  dawning  day, 
To  thee  devoutly  I'll  look  up, 
To  thee  devoutly  pray. 

4  For  thou,  the  wrongs  that  I  fuflain, 

Can'ft  never,  Lord,  approve  ; 
Who  from  thy  facred  dwelling  place 
All  evil  doft  remove. 

5  Not  long  mall  ftubborn  fools  remain 

Unpunifh'd  in  thy  view  : 
All  fuch  as  acl:  unrighteous  things, 
Thy  vengeance  lhall  purfue, 


5  P    S   A    L   M      VI. 

6  The  fland'ring  tongue,  O  God  of  truth, 

By  thee  (ball  be  deftroy'd  ; 
Who  liat'ft  alike  the  man  in  blood, 
And  in  deceit  employ'd. 

7  But  when  thy  boundlefs  grace  fhall  me 

To  thy  lovM  courts  reftore, 
On  thee,  I'll  fix  my  longing  eyes, 
And  humbly  there  adore. 

8  Conducl.  me  by  thy  righteous  laws  ; 

For  watchful  is  my  foe  : 
Therefore,  O  Lord,  make  plain  the  way, 
Wherein  I  ought  to  go. 

9  Their  mouth  vents  nothing  but  deceit  j 

Their  heart  is  fet  on  wrong  ; 
Their  throat  is  a  devouring  grave  ; 
They  flatter  with  their  tongue. 

io  By  their  c.vn  counfels  let  them  fall, 
Opprefs'd  with  loads  of  fin  : 
For  they  againft  thy  righteous  laws 
Have  harden'd  rebels  been. 
ii  But  let  all  thofe  who  truft  in  thee, 
With  fhouts  their  joy  proclaim  ; 
Let  them  rejoice,  whom  thou  preferv'ft, 
And  all  that  love  thy  name. 

1 2  To  righteous  men  the  righteous  Lord 
His  blefling  will  extend  ; 
And  with  his  favour  all  his  faints, 
As  with  a  fhield,  defend. 

PfellH  VI.    Common  metre. 

i  HP  HY  dreadful  anger,  Lord,  reftrain, 
1       And  fpare  a  wretch  forlorn  : 
Correct  me  not  in  thy  fierce  wrath, 
Too  heavy  to  be  borne. 


P    S    A    h  M      VI* 

Hive  mercy,  Lord,  for  I  grow  faint. 

Unable  to  endure 
The  anguifh  of  my  aching  bones, 

Which  thou  alone  canft  cure. 

3  My  tortur'd  flefii  diftra6ts  my  mind, 

And  fills  my  foul  with  grief : 
But,  Lord,  how  long  wilt  thou  delay 
To  grant  me  thy  relief  ? 

4  Thy  wonted  goodnefs,  Lord,  repeat 

And  eafe  my  troubled  foul  : 
Lord,  for  thy  wond'rous  mercy's  fake, 
Vouchfafe  to  make  me  whole. 

5  For  after  death  no  more  can  I 

Thy  glorious  acis  proclaim  ; 
No  pris'ner  of  the  filent  grave 
Can  magnify  thy  name. 

6  Quite  tir'd  with  pain,  with  groaning  faint, 

No  hope  of  eafe  I  fee  ; 
The  night  that  quiets  common  griefs, 
Is  fpent  in  tears  by  me. 

7  My  beauty  fades,  my  fight  grows  dim, 

My  eyes  with  weaknefs  clofe  ; 
Old  age  o'ertakes  me,  whilft  I  think 
On  my  infulting  fees. 


§  Depart,  ye  wicked  ;  in  my  wrongs 
Ye  fhall  no  more  rejoice  ; 
For  God,  I  find,  accepts  my  tears, 
And  liftens  to  my  voice. 
9,  io  He  hears  and  grants  my  humble  pray'r, 
And  they  that  wifh  my  fall, 
Shall  blnfh  and  rage,  to  fee  that  God 
Protects  me  from  them  all. 


lO  PSALM      VII. 

PfalmVIL     Common  metre. 

i  r\  LORD,  my  God,  fince  I  have  plac'd 
v-^    My  truft  alone  in  thee, 
From  all  my  perfecutors  rage, 
Do  thou  deliver  me. 
a  To  fave  me  from  my  threatening  foe, 
Lord  interpofe  thy  pow'r ; 
Left,  like  a  favage  lion  he 
My  helplefs  foul  devour. 

3, 4  If  I  am  guilty,  or  did  e'er 
Againft  his  peace  combine  ; 
Nay,  if  I  have  not  f  par'd  his  life, 
Who  fought  unjuftly  mine : 

5  Let  then  to  persecuting  foes, 

My  foul  become  a  prey  ; 
Let  them  to  earth  tread  down  my  life, 
In  duft  my  honour  lay. 

6  Arife,  and  let  thine  anger,  Lord, 

In  my  defence  engage  ; 
Exalt  thyfelf  above  my  foes, 

And  their  infulting  rage  : 
Awake,  awake  in  my  behalf 

The  judgment  to  difpenfe, 
Which  thou  halt  righteoufly  ordain'd 

Forinjur'd  innocence. 

7  So  to  thy  throne  adoring  crouds 

Shall  (till  for  juftice  fly  : 
Oh  !  therefore  for  their  fakes,  refume 
Thy  judgment  feat  on  high. 

8  Impartial  judge  of  all  the  world, 

I  truft  my  caufe  to  thee  ; 
According  to  my  juft  deferts, 
So  let  thy  fentence  be. 


PSALM      VIII.  tl 

9  Let  wicked  arts  and  wicked  men, 
Together  be  overthrown  ; 
But  guard  the  juft,  thou  God  to  whom 
The  hearts  of  both  are  known. 
10,  ii  God  me  protects  ;  not  only  me, 
But  all  of  upright  heart ;  ' 
And  daily  lays  up  wrath  for  thofe 
Who  from  his  laws  depart. 

12  If  they  perfift,  he  whets  his  (word, 

His  bow  ftands  ready  bent ; 

13  Ev'n  now  with  fwift  deftru&ion  wing'd 

His  pointed  fhafts  are  fent. 
*4The  plots  are  fruitless,  which  my  foe 
Unjuftly  did  conceive, 

15  The  pit  he  digg'd  for  me  has  prov*d 

His  own  untimely  grave. 

16  On  his  own  head  his  fpite  returns, 

Whilft  I  from  harm  am  free  : 
On  him  the  violence  is  fall'n, 
Which  he  defign'd  for  me. 

17  Therefore  will  I  the  righteous  ways 

Of  providence  proclaim  j 
.  I'll  fmg  the  praife  of  God  mofthigh, 
And  celebrate  his  name. 


Pfftlttt  VIII.     Common  metre. 

1  C\  THOU,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 
^-^    Within  this  earthly  frame, 
Through  all  the  world,  how  great  art  thou  ! 

How  glor'ous  is  thy  name  f 
In  heav'n  thy  wond'rous  acts  are  fung, 
Nor  fully  reckon'd  there  ; 
<£  And  yet  thou  mak'ft  the  infant  tongue, 

Thy  boundlefs  praife  declare,  I 


:i  PSALM     IX. 

Through  thee  the  weak  confound  the  firong 
And  cruih  their  haughty  foes  ; 

And  (o  thou  quell'ft  the  wicked  throng 
That  thee  and  thine  oppofa. 

3  When  heav'n,  thy  beauteous  work  on  high 

Employs  my  wondering  fight  ; 
The  moon,  that  nightly  rules  the  fky, 
With  liars  of  feebler  light. 

4  What's  man,  fay  T,  that,  Lord,  thou  lov'ft 

To  keep  him  in  thy  mind  ? 
Or  what  his  offspring,  that  thou  prov'ft 
To  them  fo  wond'rous  kind  ? 

5  Him  next  in  pow'r,  thou  didft  create 

To  thy  celeftial  train  ; 

6  Ordain'd  with  dignity  and  (rate 

O'er  all  thy  works  to  reign. 

7  They  jointly  own  his  pow'rful  fway; 

The  beafh  that  prey  or  gaze  j 

8  The  bird  that  wings  its  airy  way  j 

The  fifh  that  cuts  the  feas. 

9  O  thou  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 

Within  this  earthly  frame, 
Through  all  the  world  how  great  art  thou ! 
How  glorious  is  thy  name  ! 


Pfalltt  IX.  Common  metre. 

i  rT^O  celebrate  thy  praife,  O  Lord, 
A      I  will  my  heart  prepare  r 
To  all  the  lift'ning  world  thy  works, 
Thy  wond'rous  works  declare. 
2  The  thought  of  them  fhall  to  my  foul 
Exalted  pleafure  bring  ; 
Whilft  to  thy  name,  O  thou  Molt  High, 
Triumphant  praife  I  fing. 


PSALM     IX. 

3  Thou  mad' ft  my  haughty  foes  to  turn 

Their  backs  in  fhameful  flight  : 
Struck  with  thy  prefence,  down  they  fell 
-     They  perinYd  at  thy  fight. 

4  Againft  intuiting  foes  advanc'd, 

Thou  didft  my  caufe  maintain  ; 

My  right  averting  from  thy  throne, 

Where  truth  and  juftice  reign. 

5  The  infolence  of  heathen  pride 

Thou  haft  reduc'd  to  fhame  ; 
Their  wicked  offspring  quite  deftroy'd, 
And  blotted  out  their  name. 

6  Miftaken  foes,  your  haughty  threats 

Are  to  a  period  come  ; 
Our  city  ftands,  which  you  defign'd 
To  make  our  common  tomb. 


7,  8  The  Lord  forever  lives,  who  has 
His  righteous  throne  prepar'd  ; 
Impartial  juftice  to  difpenfe, 
To  punifh  or  reward. 
9  God  is  a  conftant lure  defence 
Againft  opprefting  rage  ; 
As  troubles  rife,  his  needful  aids 
In  our  behalf  engage, 

io  All  thofe  who  have  his  goodnefs  proved 
Will  in  his  truth  confide  ; 
Whole  mercy  ne'er  forfook  the  man 
Thai  on  his  help  rely'd. 
ii  Sing  praifes  therefore  to  the  Lord, 
From  Sion  his  abode  ; 
Proclaim  his  deeds,  'till  all  the  tfftrld, 
Confefs  n®  other  God. 
B 


14  PSALM        IX. 

PART        II. 

12  When  he  enquiry  makes  for  blood, 

He  calls  the  poor  to  mind  ■ 
The  injur'd  humble  man's  complaint, 
Redrefs  from  him  fhall  find, 

1 3  Take  pity  on  my  troubles,  Lord, 

Which  fpiteful  foes  create, 
Thou  that  haft  refcu'd  me  lb  oft 
From  death's  devouring  gate. 

14  In  lion  then  I'll  fing  thy  praife, 

To  all  that  love  thy  name  ; 
And  with  loud  fhouts  of  grateful  joy 
Thy  faving  pow'r  proclaim. 

15  Deep  in  the  pit  they  digg'd  for  me 

The  heathen  pride  is  laid  ; 
Their  guilty  feet  to  their  own  fnare 
Infenfibly  betray'd. 

16 Thus,  by  the  juft  returns  he  makes 
The  mighty  Lord  is  known  ; 
While  wicked  men  by  their  own  plots 
Are  fhamefully  o'erthrown. 

17  Nofingle  finner  fhall  efcape 

By  privacy  obfcur'd  ; 
Nor  nation  from  his  juft  revenge, 
By  numbers  be  fecur'd. 

18  His  fuff'ring  faints,  when  moft  dhfrefs'd 

He  ne'er  forgets  to  aid  ; 
Their  expectations  fhall  be  crown'd, 
Though  for  a  time  delay 'd. 

19  Arife,  O  Lord,  aflert  thy  pow'r, 

And  let  not  man  o'ercome  ; 
Defcend  to  judgment  and  pronounce 
The  guilty  heathen's  doom.  fy 


P   S   A   L  M     X.  jS 

30  Strike  terrour  through  the  nations  round, 
'Till  by  confenting  fear, 
They  to  each  other,  and  themfelves, 
But  mortal  men  appear. 

l^fellU  X.  Common  metre. 

1  rT',H  Y  prefence  why  withdraw'ft  thou  Lord, 

A-:     Why  hid' ft  thou  now  thy  face, 
When  difmal  times  of  deep  diftrefs 
Call  for  thy  wonted  grace  ? 

2  The  wicked,  fwell'd  with  lawlefs  pride, 

Have  made  the  poor  their  prey  : 
O  let  them  fall  by  thofe  defigns 
Which  they  for  others  lay. 

3  For  ftrait  they  triumph,  if  fuccefs 

Their  thriving  crimes  attend  ; 
And  fordid  wretches,  whom  God  hates, 
Perverfely  they  commend. 

4  To  own  a  pow'r  above  themfelves, 

Their  haughty  pride  difdains  ; 
And  therefore  in  their  ftubborn  mind 
No  thought  of  God  remains. 

5  Oppreflive  methods  they  purfue, 

And  all  their  foes  they  flight  ; 
Becaufe  thy  judgments  unobferv'd 
Are  far  above  their  fight. 

6  They  fondly  think  their  profp'rous  flate, 

Shall  unmolefted  be  ; 
They  think  their  vain  defigns  mail  thrive 
From  difappointment  free. 

7  Vain  and  deceitful  is  their  fpeech, 

With  curfes  fill'd,  and  lies  ; 
By  which  the  mifchief  of  their  heart 

They  ftudy  to  difguife.  |j 


l6  ?    S   A    L   M      X. 

8  Near  publick  roads  they  lie  conceal'd, 

And  all  their  art  employ, 
The  innocent  and  poor  at  orice 
To  rifle  and  deflroy. 

9  Not  lions  couching  in  their  dens, 

Surprife  their  heedlefs  prey 
With  greater  cunning,  or  exprefs 

More  lavage  rage  than  they. 
ic  Sometimes  they  act  the  harmlefs  man, 

And  modeft  looks  they  wear  ; 
That  fo  deceiv'd  the  poor  may  lefs 

Their  fudden  onfet  fear. 

PART    II. 

n  For  God,  they  think,  no  notice  takes 
Of  their  unrighteous  deeds  ; 
He  never  minds  the  fuff'ring  poor, 
Nor  their  oppreflion  heeds. 

12  But  thou,  O  Lord,  at  length  arife 

Stretch  forth  thy  mighty  arm  ; 
And,  by  the  greatnels  of  thy  pow'r, 
Defend  the  poor  from  harm. 

13  No  longer  let  the  wicked  vaunt, 

And  proudly  boafting,  fay, 
44  The  Lord  regards  not  what  we  do, 
He  never  will  repay." 

14  But  fure,  thou  feeft,  and  all  their  deeds 

Impartially  doft  try  ; 
The  orphan,  therefore,  and  the  poor, 
On  thee  for  aid  rely. 

15  Defencelefslet  the  wicked  fall, 

Of  all  their  ftrength  bereft  : 
Confound,  O  God,  their  dark  dcfigiir, 
'Till  no  remains  are  left. 


T    S   A#M      XI.  jj 

i6A(Tert  thy  jufl  dominion,  Lord, 
Which  (hall  forever  (land  ; 
Thou,  who  the  heathen  did'ft  expel 
From  this  thy  chofen  land. 
i/Thou  doft  the  humble  fuppliants  hear, 
That  to  thy  throne  repair  j 
Thou  fitft  prepar'ft  their  hearts  to  pray, 
And  then  accept'ft  their  pray'r. 

*8  Thou,  in  thy  righteous  judgments,  weigh'/l 
The  fatherlefs  and  poor ; 
That  fo  the  tyrants  of  the  earth 
May  perfecute  no  more. 

lJ3falBt  XL  Common  metre, 

z   C INCE  I  have  plac'd  my  truft  in  God, 
&     A  refuge  always  nigh, 
Why  fhould  I  like  a  tim'rous  bird, 
To  diftant  motmtains  fly  ? 

2  Behold  the  wicked  bend  their  bow, 

And  ready  fix  their  dart  : 

Lurking  in  ambufli  to  deftroy 

The  man  of  upright  heart, 

3  When  once  the  firm  aflurance  fails, 

Which  publick  faith  imparts 
'Tis  time  for  innocence  to  fly 
From  fuch  deceitful  arts. 

4  The  Lord  hath  both  a  temple  here, 

And  righteous  throne  above  ; 

Where  he  furveys  the  fons  of  men, 

And  how  their  counfels  move, 

5  If  God,  the  righteous,  whom  he  loves, 

For  trial  does  correct  ! 
What  muft  the  fons  of  violence, 
Whom  he  abhors,  expect  ?  $ 

B   2 


IS  PSALM      XII. 

6  Snares,  fire  and  brimftone,  on  their  heads 

Shall  in  one  temped  fhowV  ; 
This  dreadful  mixture  his  revenge 
Into  their  cup  (hall  pour. 

7  The  righteous  Lord  will  righteous  deeds 

With  fignal  favour  grace  ; 
And  to  the  upright  man  difclofe 
The  brightnefs  of  his  face. 

Pfalm  XII.   Common  metre. 

i    CINCE  godly  men  decay,  O  Lord, 
^     Do  thou  my  caufe  defend  ; 
For  fcarce  thefe  wretched  times  afford 
One  juft  and  faithful  friend. 
%  One  neighbour  now  can  fcarce  believe, 
Whatth'  other  doth  impart  ; 
With  flattVing  lips  they  all  deceive, 
And  with  a  double  heart. 

f  But  lips  that  with  deceit  abound, 
Can  never  profper  long  ; 
God's  righteous  vengeance  will  confound 
The  proud  blafpheming  tongue. 

4  In  vain  thofe  foolifh  boafters  fay, 

"  Our  tongues  are  fine  our  own  ; 
With  doubtful  words  we'll  Rill  betray, 
And  be  control'd  by  none." 

5  For  God,  who  hears  the  fufPnng  poor, 

And  their  oppreflion  knows, 
Will  foon  arife,  and  give  them  reft, 
In  fpite  of  all  their  foes. 

6  The  word  of  God  mall  Mill  abide, 

And  void  of  falfehood  be, 
As  in  the  filver  i'cv'n  timeb  trj  'J. 
From  drofly  mixture  free. 


PSALM     XIII. 


*9 


7  The  promife  of  his  aiding  grace 
Shall  reach  its  purpos'd  end  j 
His  (ervants  from  this  faithlefs  race 
He  ever  mail  defend. 
S  Then  (hall  the  wicked  be  perplex 'd, 
To  know  which  way  to  fly  ; 
When  thofe  whom  they  defpis'd  and  vexM, 
Shall  be  advanced  on  high. 

IpfftliU  XIII.  Common  metre. 

1  Trow  long  wilt  thou  forget  me,  Lord  ? 
JTl     Muft  I  forever  mourn  ? 
How  long  wilt  thou  withdraw  from  me, 
Oh  !  never  to  return  ? 
s  How  long  fhall  anxious  thoughts  my  foul. 
And  grief  my  heart  opprefs  ? 
How  long  my  enemies  infult, 
And  I  have  no  redrefs  ? 

3  O,  hear  !  and  to  my  longing  eyes 

.  Reftore  thy  wonted  light  ; 
And  fuddenly,  or  I  {hall  deep 
In  everlafting  night. 

4  Reftore  me,  left  they  proudly  boaft 

*Twas  their  own  ftrength  overcame  ; 
Permit  not  them  that  vex  my  foul, 
To  triumph  in  my  fliame. 

5  Since  I  have  always  plac'd  my  truft 

Beneath  thy  mercy's  wing, 
Thy  faving  health  will  come  and  then 
My  heart  with  joy  (hall  fpring  ; 

6  Then  (hall  my  fong,  with  praife  infpir'd 

To  thee,  my  God,  alcend, 

Who  to  thy  (ervant  in  diftrefs, 

Such  bounty  didft  extend. 


■s 


PSALM       XIV,    XV. 

Pfaltl!  XIV.     Long  metre. 

URE  wicked  fools  mud  nee-ds  fuppofe 


That  God  is  nothing  but  a  name 
Corrupt  and  lewd  .their  practice  grows, 
No  bteaft  is  warm'd  with  holy  flame. 

2  The  Lord  look'd  down  from  heav'ns   high 

And  all  the  fonsof  men  did  viewy   (tow'i 
To  fee  if  any  own'd  his  pow'r  ; 
If  any  truth  or  juftice  knew. 

3  But  all  he  law  Were  gone  afide, 

All  were  degen'rate  grown  and  bafe  : 
None  took  religion  for  their  guide, 
Not  one  of  all  the  fmful  race. 

4  But  can  thefe  workers  of  deceit 

Be  all  fo  dull  and  fenfelefs  grown, 
That  they  like  bread  my  people  eat, 
And  God's  almighty  pow'r  difo.wn  ? 

5  How  will  they  tremble  then  for  fear, 

When  his  juft  wrath  {hall  them  o'ertakc  * 
For,  to  the  righteous,  God  is  near, 
And  never  will  their  caufe  forfake. 

6  111  men  in  vain  with  fcorn  expofe 

The  methods  which  the  good  purfue: 
Since  God  a  refuge  is  for  thole 
Whom  his  juft  eye's  with  favour  view. 

7  Would  he  his  faving  pow'r  employ, 

To  break  his  people's  fervile  band  ; 
Then  fhouts  of  univeifal  joy 

Shall  loudly  echo  through  the  land. 

Ipf&iitl    XV.  Common  metre. 

i   T    ORD,  who's  the  happy  man.  that  may 
-•— '     To  thy  bleft  courts  repair  ; 
Not  ftranger  iike,  to  viiit  them, 

Em  to  inhabit  there?  I 


PSALM     XVI.  21 

a  *Tis  he,  whofe  ev'ry  thought,  and  deed 
By  rules  of  virtue  moves  : 
Whofe  generous  tongue  difdains  to  fpeak 
The  thing  his  heart  difp roves. 

3  Who  never  did  a  (lander  forge, 

His  neighbour's  fame  to  wound 
Nor  hearken  to  a  falfe  report, 
By  malice  whifper'd  round. 

4  Who  vice  in  all  its  pomp  and  pow'r, 

Can  treat  with  juft  neglect  ; 
And  piety,  though  cloth' d  in  rags, 

Religioufly  refpecT:. 
Who  to  his  plighted  vows  and  truft 

Has  ever  firmly  flood ; 
And  though  he  promife  to  his  lofs, 

He  makes  his  promife  good. 

5  Whofe  foul  in  ufury  difdains 

His  treafure  to  employ  ; 
Whom  no  rewards  can  ever  bribe, 

The  guiltlels  to  deftroy. 
The  man,  who  by  his  fteady  courle 

Has  happinefs  enfur'd, 
When  earth's  foundation  (hakes  (hall  (land. 

By  providence  fecur'd. 

Pfalm  XVI.  Common  metre. 

c  pROTECT  me  from  my  cruel  foes, 
*-      And  fhield  me,  Lord,  from  harm  ; 
Becaufe  my  truft  I  (till  repofe 
On  thy  almighty  arm. 
■x  My  foul  all  help  but  thine  does  (light, 
All  gods  but  thee  difown  ; 
Yet  can  no  deeds  of  mine  requite, 
The  goodnels  thou  haft  (hown.  |j 


22  PSALM      XVI. 

5  But  thofe  that  ftrictly  virtuous  are, 
And  love  the  thing  that's  right 
To  favour  always  and  prefer, 
Shall  be  my  chief  delight. 

4  How  fhall  their  forrows  be  encreas'd, 

Who  other  gods  adore  ! 
Their  bloody  offerings  I  deteft, 
Their  very  names  abhor. 

5  My  lot  is  fall'n  in  that  bleft  land, 

Where  God  is  truly  known  ; 
He  fills  my  cup  with  iibrralhand  ; 
'Tis  he  fupports  my  throne. 

6  In  nature's  moft  delightful  icene 

My  happy  portion  lies  ; 
The  place  of  my  appointed  reign 
All  other  land  outvies. 

7  Therefore  my  foul  mall  blefs  the  Lord, 

Whole  precepts  give  me  light, 
And  private  counfel  frill  afford, 
In  forrow's  difmal  night. 

8  I  ftrive  each  attion  to  approve 

To  his  all  feeing  eye  ; 
No  danger  (hall  my  hopes  remove, 
Becaufe  he  ftill  is  nigh. 

9  Therefore  my  heart  all  grief  defies, 

My  glory  does  rejoice  ; 
My  flefh  fhall  reft,  in  hopes  to  rife, 

Wak'd  by  hispow'rful  voice. 
xoThou,  Lord,  when  I  rellgn  my  breath, 

My  foul  from  hell  fhalt  free  ; 
JMor  let  thy  Holy  One  in  death 

The  leaft  corruption  fee. 


PSALM      XVII.  3£ 

ii  Thou  malt  the  paths  of  life  difplay  ; 
That  to  thy  preience  lead  ; 
Where  pleafures  dwell  without  allay, 
And  joys  that  never  fade. 

PfalfTI    XVII.  Common  metre. 

i  rTX)  my  juft  plea  and  fad  complaint, 
A      Attend,  O  righteous  Lord, 
And  to  my  pray' r,  as  'tis  unfeign'd, 
A  gracious  ear  afford. 
3  As  in  thy  fight  I  am  approv'd, 
So  let  my  fentence  be  ; 
And  with  impartial  eyes,  O  Lord, 
My  upright  dealings  fee. 

3  For  thou  haft  fearch'd  my  heart  by  day 

And  vifited  by  night  ; 
And  on  the  ftricleft  trial  found, 

Its  fecret  motions  right. 
Nor  mall  thyjuftice,  Lord,  alone 

My  hearts  defigns  acquit ; 
For  I  have  purpos'd  that  my  tongue 

Shall  no  offence  commit. 

4  I  know  what  wicked  men  would  do,, 

Their  fafety  to  maintain  ; 
But  me  thy  juft  and  mild  commands 
From  bloody  paths  reftrain. 

5  That  I  may  (till  in  fpight  of  wrongs, 

My  innocence  fecure, 
O,  guide  me  in  thy  righteous  ways, 
And  make  my  footfteps  fure. 

^  Since  heretofore  I  ne'er  in  vain 
To  thee  my  pray'r  addrefs'd  : 
O  !  now,  my  God,  incline  thine  ear 
To  this  my  juft  requeft.  | 


24  PSALM     XVII. 

7  The  Wonders  of  thy  truth  and  love 
In  my  defence  engage, 
Thou  whofe  right  hand  preferves  thy  faints 
From  their  oppreflbrs  rage. 

PART      II. 

8,  9  O  !  keep  me  in  thy  tend' reft  care  ; 
Thy  fhelfring  wing  ftretch  out, 
To  guard  me  fafe  from  favage  foes, 
That  compafs  me  about, 
io  O'ergrown  with  luxury,  inclos'd 
In  their  own  fat  they  lie. 
And  with  a  proud  blafpheming  mouth 
Both  God  and  man  defy. 

ii  Well  may  they  boaft,  for  they  have  now 
My  paths  encompaf'd  round  ; 
Their  eyes  at  watch,  their  bodies  bow'd 
And  couching  on  the  ground. 
i a  In  pofture  of  a  lion  fet, 
When  greedy  of  his  prey  ; 
Or  a  young  lion  when  he  lurks 
Within  a  covert  way. 

,3  Arife,  O  Lord,  defeat  their  plots, 
Their  fwelling  rage  control  : 
From  wicked  men,  who  are  thy  fword, 
Deliver  tbou  my  foul  : 

14  From  worldly  men  thy  fharpeft  fcourge 

Whofe  portion's  here  below  ; 
Who  fili'd  with  earthly  ftores  afpire 
No  other  bltfs  to  know. 

15  Their  race  is  num'rous  that  partake 

Their  fubfrancc  while  they  live  ; 
Their  heirs  (urvives,  to  whom  they  may 
The  vaft. remainder  give.  0 


PSALM      XVIII.  2 

x6  But  I  in  uprightnefs,  thy  face, 
Shall  view  without  control, 
And,  waking,  (hall  its  image  find 
Reflected  in  my  foul. 

pfalm  XVIII.    Long  metre. 

i,  i\TO  change  of  times  fhall  ever  (hock 
IN     My  firm  affection,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
For  thou  haft  always  been  a  rock 

A  fortrefs  and  defence  to  me. 
Thou  my  deliv'rer  art,  my  God, 

My  truft  is  in  thy  mighty  pow'r  ; 
Thou  art  my  fhteld  from  foes  abroad, 
At  home  my  fafeguard  and  my  tow'r. 

3  To  thee  I  will  addrefs  my  pray'r, 
To  whom  all  praife  we  juftly  owe, 
So  (hall  I,  by  thy  watchful  care, 
Be  guarded  from  my  treach'rous  foe. 
4,  5  By  floods  of  wicked  men  diftrefs'd, 
With  deadly  forrows  compafs'd  round, 
With  dire  infernal  pangs  opprefs'd, 
In  death's  unwieldy  fetters  bound. 

6  To  Heav'n  I  made  my  mournful  pray'r, 

To  God  addrefs  my  humble  moan  : 
Who  gracioufly  inclin'd  his  ear, 
And  heard  me  from  his  lofty  throne. 
PART      II. 

7  When  God  arofe  to  take  my  part, 

The  confcious  earth  did  quake  for  fear  ; 
From  their  firm  pofts  the  hills  did  frart, 
Nor  could  his  dreadful  fury  bear. 

8  Thick  clouds  ot  (moke  difpers'd  abroad, 

Enfigns  of  wrath  before  him  came, 
Devouring  fire  around  him  glow'd, 
That  coals  were  kindled  at  its  flame, 
C 


26  PSALM      XVIII. 

9  He  left  the  beauteous  realms  of  light, 

Whilft  heav'n  bow'd  down  its  awful  head  « 
Beneath  his  feet  fubftantial  night, 
Was  like  a  fable  carpet  fpread. 
loThe  chariot  of  the  King  of  kings, 

Which  active  troops  of  angels  drew, 
On  aftrong  temper's  rapid  wings, 
With  rnoft  amazing  fwiftnefs  flew. 

ii,  12  Black  wat'ry  mifts  and  clouds  confpir'd 
With  thickeft  (hades  his  face  to  veil ; 
But  at  his  brightnefs  foon  retir'd, 
And  fell  in  fhow'rs  of  fire  and  hail. 
ijThroughheav'ns  wide  arch  athund'ringpeal 
God's  angry  voice  did  loudly  roar  ; 
While  earth's  fad  face,  with  heaps  of  hail 
And  flakes  of  fire  was  cover' d  o'er. 

*4.His  fharpen'd  arrows  round  he  threw, 
Which  made  his  fcatter'd  foes  retreat ; 
Like  darts  his  nimble  lightnings  flew, 
-  And  quickly  finifh'd  their  defeat. 
15 The  deep  its  fecret  Mores  difclos'd  ; 
The  world's  foundations  naked  lay, 
By  his  avenging  wrath  expos'd, 
1      Which  fiercely  rag'd  that  dreadful  day* 

PART    III. 

2 6 The  Lord  did  on  my  fide  engage, 

From  heav'n  his  throne  my  caufe  upheld, 
And  fnatch'd  me  from  the  furious  rage 
Of  threatening  waves  that  proudly  fwell'd. 
J7God  his  refiftlefs  pow'r  employ'd, 

My  ftrongeft  foes  attempts  to  break  ; 
Who  elfe  with  eal'c  had  foon  deftroy'd, 
The  weak  defence  that  I  could  make,      f 


PSALM     XVIII.  yj 

1 8  Their  fubtle  rage  had  ne'er  prevail'd, 
When  I  dittrefs'd  and  friendlefs  lay, 
But  ft  ill  when  other  fuccours  fail'd, 
God  was  my  firm  f  upport  and  ftay. 
19 From  dangers  that  enclos'd  me  round, 
He  brought  me  forth  and  fet  me  free  5 
For  fome  juft  caufe  his  goodnefs  found, 
That  mov'd  him  to  delight  in  me. 

20  Becaufe  in  me  no  guilt  remains, 

God  does  his  gracious  help  extend  ; 
My  hands  are  free  from  bloody  ftains, 
Therefore  the  Lord  is  ftill  my  friend. 
»i,  22  For  I  his  judgments  kept  in  fight, 
In  his  juft  paths  have  always  trod  ; 
I  never  did  his  ftatutes  flight, 
Nor  loofely  wander' d  from  my  God, 

33,  24  But  ftill  my  foul,  fincere,  and  pure, 
Did  ev'n  from  darling  fins  refrain  ; 
His  favours  therefore  yet  endure, 
Becaufe  my  heart  and  hands  are  clean. 

PART      IV. 

35,  26  Thou  fuit'ft,  O  Lord,  thy  righteous  ways 

To  various  paths  of  human  kind, 
They  who  for  mercy  merit  praife, 

With  thee  fhall  wond'rous  mercy  find. 
Thou  to  the  juft  fhall  juftice  (how, 

The  pure  thy  purity  fhall  fee  ; 
Such  as  perverfely  choofe  to  go, 

Shall  meet  with  due  returns  from  thee. 

27,  28  That  he  the  humble  foul  will  fave, 
And  cruih  the  haughty's  boafted  might, 
In  me  the  Lord  an  inftance  gave, 
Whofe  darknefs  he  has  turn'd  to  light.    |j 


3S  PSALM      XVIII. 

*9  On  his  firm  fuccour  I  rely'd, 

And  did  o'er  num'rous  foes  prevail  j 
Nor  fear'd  vvhillt  he  was  on  my  fide, 
The  belt  defended  walls  to  fcale. 

30  For  God's  defigns  mall  ftill  fucceed, 

His  words  will  bear  the  utmoft  teft  ; 
He's  a  ftrong  fhield  to  all  that  need, 
And  on  his  Aire  protection  reft. 

31  Who  then  deferves  to  be  ador'd, 

But  God  on  whom  my  hopes  depend  I 
Or  who,  except  the  mighty  Lord, 
Can  with  refiftiefs  pow'r  defend  ? 

PART      V. 

3a,  33  'Tis  God  that  girds  my  armour  on, 
And  all  myjuft  defigns  fulfils; 
Through  him,  my  feet  can  fwiftly  run, 
And  nimbly  climb  the  fteepeft  hills, 
34.LefIons  of  war  from  him  I  take, 

And  manly  weapons  learn  to  wield  : 

Strong  bows  of  Heel  with  eafe  I  break, 

Forc'd  by  my  ftronger  arms  to  yield. 

35  The  buckler  of  his  laving  health 

Protects  me  from  infulting  foes  : 
His  hand  fuflains  me  ftill,  my  wealth 
And  greatnefs  from  his  bounty  flows. 

36  My  goings  he  enlarg'd  abroad, 

'Till  then  to  narrow  paths  confin'd, 
And  when  in  flipp'ry  ways  I  trod, 
The  method  of  my  fteps  defign'd. 

37  Through  him  I  num'rous  hofts  defeat, 

And  flying  fquad'rons  captive  take  : 
Nor  from  my  fierce  purfuit  retreat, 
'Till  I  a  final  conqueit  make, 


P    SAL   M      XVIII.  ^ 

38  Cover' d  with  wounds  in  vain  they  try, 

Their  vanquinYd  heads  again  to  rear  ; 
Spite  of  their  boafted  ftrength  they  lie 
Beneath  my  feet  and  grovel  there. 

39  God,  when  frefh  armies  take  the  field, 

Recruits  my  ftrength,  my  courage  warms , 
He  makes  my  ftrong  oppofers  yield, 
Subdu'd  by  my  prevailing  arms. 

40  Through  him  the  necks  of  proftrate  foe's 

My  conqu'ring  feet  in  triumph  prefs  ; 
Aided  by  him  I  root  out  thole 
Who  hate  and  envy  my  fuccefs. 

41  With  loud  complaints  all  friends  they  try'd 

But  none  was  able  to  defend  ; 
At  length  to  God  for  help  they  cry'd  ; 
But  God  would  no  afliftance  lend. 

42  Like  flying  dirft,  which  wthds  purfue, 

Their  broken  troops  I  fcatter'd  round  ; 
Their  /laughter' d  bodies  forth  I  threw, 
Like  loathfome  dirt  that  clogs  the  ground* 

PART     VI. 

43  Our  faclious  tribes,  at  ftrife  till  now, 

By  God's  appointment  me  obey  ; 
The  heathen  to  my  fceptre  bow, 

And  foreign  nations  own  my  fway. 
44Remote(t  realms  their  homage  fend, 

When  my  fuccefsful  name  they  hear  : 
Strangers  for  my  commands  attend, 

Charm'd  with  refpect,  or  aw'd  by  fear, 

45  All  to  my  fummons  tamely  yield, 
Or  foon  in  battle  are  difmay'd  : 

.   For  fcronger  holds  they  quit  the  field, 

And  /till  in  ftrongeu:  holds  afraid.  | 

C  2 


%0  PSALM      XIX. 

46  Let  the  eternal  Lord  be  prais'd  ! 
The  rock  on  whofe  defence  I  reft  ; 
O'er  higheft  heav'ns  his  name  be  rais'd, 
Who  me  with  his  falvation  blefs'd. 

4.7  'Tis  God  that  ftill  fupports  my  right, 
His  jufl:  revenge  my  foes  purfues  j 
'Tis  he  that  with  refiltlefs  might, 
Fierce  nations  to  my  yoke  fiibdues, 
48Myuniverfal  fafeguard,  he, 

From  whom  my  lading  honours  flow, 
He  made  me  great,  and  fet  me  free, 
From  my  remorfelefs,  bloody  foe. 

49  Therefore  to  celebrate  his  fame, 

My  grateful  voice  to  heav'n  I'll  raife  ! 
And  nations,  Grangers  to  his  name, 
Shall  thus  be  taught  to  fing  his  praife. 

50  "  God  to  his  king  deliv' ranee  fends, 

Shews  his  anointed  fignal  grace  ; 
His  mercy  evermore  extends 
To  David,  and  his  promis'd  race." 

Pfalm  XIX.     Common  metre. 

1  HHHE  hcav'ns  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 
A      Which  that  alone  can  fill  ; 
The  firmament  and  ftars  exprefs 
Their  great  Creator's  fkill. 
*  The  dawn  of  each  returning  day, 
Frefh  beams  of  knowledge  brings  1 
And  from  the  dark  returns  of  night 
Divine  inftruction  fp rings. 

3  Their  pow'rful  language  to  no  realm. 
Or  region  is  confin'd  ; 
*Tis  nature's  voice,  and  underftood 
Alike  by  all  mankind. 


fsa'lm    XIX. 

4  Their  doctrine  does  its  (acred  fenfe 

Through  earth's  extent  difplay  ; 
Whofe  bright  contents  the  circling  fun 
Does  round  the  world  convey* 

5  No  bridegroom  forkis  nuptials  drefl, 

Has  fuch  a  cheerful  face  ; 

No  giant  does  like  him  rejoice, 

To  run  his  glorious  race. 

6  From  eart  to  weft,  from  weft  to  eaft, 

His  reftleis  courfe  he  goes  : 
And  through  his  progreis  cheerful  light, 
And  vital  warmth  beftows. 

PART      II. 

7  God's  perfect,  law  converts  the  foui, 

Reclaims  from  falfe  defires  ; 
With  {acred  wifdom  his  fure  word 

The  ignorant  infpires. 
S  The  ftatutes  of  the  Lord  are  juft, 

And  bring  fincere  delight  ; 
His  pure  commands  in  fearch  of  truth, 

Aftift  the  feebleft  fight. 

9  His  perfect  worfhip  here  is  fix'd, 
On  fure  foundations  laid  ; 
His  equal  laws  are  in  the  fcales 
Of  truth  and  juftice  weigh'd. 
io  Of  more  efteem  than  golden  mines, 
Or  gold  refin'd  with  fkill  : 
More  fweet^than  honey,  or  the  drops 
That  from  the  comb  diftil. 

ii  My  trufty  counfellors  they  are, 
And  friendly  warnings  give  ; 
Divine  rewards  attend  on  thofe, 
Who  by  thy  precepts -live. 


32  PSALM      XX. 

12  But  what  frail  man  obferves,  how  oft, 

He  does  from  virtue  fall  ? 
O  cleanfe  me  from  my  fecret  faults, 
Thou  God  that  know 'ft  them  all. 

13  Let  no  prefumptuous  fin,  O  Lord, 

Dominion  have  o'er  me  ; 
That  by  thy  grace,  preferv'd,  I  may 

The  great  tranfgreilion  flee. 
14 So  rtiall  my  pray'r  and  praifes  be 

With  thv  acceptance  bleft  ; 
And  I  iecure.  on  thy  defence, 

My  ftrength  and  Saviour  reft. 

l^ffillU  XX.    Common  metre. 

1  HPHE  Lord  to  thy  requeft  attend, 

•A.      And  hear  thee  in  diftreis  : 

The  name  of  Jacob's  God  defend, 

And  grant  thy  arms  fuccefs. 

2  To  aid  thee  from  on  high  repair, 

And  ftrength  from  Sion  give  ; 

3  Remember  all  thy  offerings  there, 

Thy  facrifke  receive, 

4  To  compafs  thy  own  heart's  defire 

Thy  counlels  (fill  direct  : 
Make  kindly  all  events  confpire 
To  bring  them  to  effect  : 

5  To  thy  falvation,  Lord,  for  aid 

We  cheerfully  repair, 
With  banners  in  thy  name  difplay'd, 
The  Lord  accept  thy  pray'r. 

6  Our  hopes  are  fix'd,  that  now  the  Lord 

Our  fov' reign  will  defend, 
From  heav'n  refiftlefs  aid  afford, 
And  to  his  pray'r  attend. 


?   S  A    L  M     XXI.  $3 

7  Some  trufi  in  deeds  for  wax  defign'd, 
On  chariots  fome  rely ; 
Againft  them  all  we'll  call  to  mind 
The  pow'r  of  God  moft  high. 

"i  But,  from  their  fteeds  and  chariots  thrown 
Behold  them,  through  the  plain, 
Diforder'd,  broke  and  trampled  down* 
Whilitfirm  our  troops  remain. 
9  Still  lave  us,  Lord,  and  itill  proceed 
Our  rightful  caufe  to  blefs  ; 
Hear,  King  of  heav'n,  in  times  of  need, 
The  pray'rs  that  we  addrefs. 

Pfalm  XXI.     Common  metre. 

x  r~pHE  king,  O  Lord,  withfongs  of  praife 
■*-      Shall  in  thy  ftrength  rejoice 
With  thy  falvation  crown'd,  ihall  raife 
To  heav'n  his  cheerful  voice. 

2  For  thou,  whate'er  his  lips  requeft, 

Not  only  doft  impart, 
But  halt  with  thy  acceptance  bleft 
Thewilhes  of  his  heart. 

3  Thy  goodnefs  and  thy  tender  care 

Have  all  his  hopes  outgone  ; 
A  crown  of  gold  thou  mad'ft  him  wear 
And  fett'ft  it  firmly  on. 

4  He  pray'd  for  life  ;  and  thou,  O  Lord, 

Didlt  his  fhort  Ipan  extend, 
And  gracioufly  to  him  afford 
A  life  that  ne'er  fhall  end. 

5  Thy  fure  defence,  through  nations  round, 

Has  fpread  his  glorious  name  ; 
And  his  fuccefsful  aftions  crown'd 
With  majefty  and  fame,  j] 


34  P  «  a  l  m    XXL    % 

6  Eternal  ble flings  thou  beftow'ft, 

And  mak'tt  his  joys  increa/e  ; 
Whilft  thou  to  him,  unclouded  fhow'te 
The  brightnefs  of  thy  face. 

PART      II. 

7  Becaufe  the  king  on  God  alone 

For  timely  aid  relies  ; 
His  mercy  ttill  fupports  his  throne, 

And  all  his  wants  fupplies. 
S  But  righteous  Lord,  thy  ftubborn  foes 

Shall  feel  thy  heavy  hand  ; 
.    Thy  vengeful  arm  fhall  find  out  thofe 

That  hate  thy  mild  command, 

9  When  thou  againft  them  doft  engage,^ 
Thy  juft,  but  dreadful  doom 
Shall  like  a  glowing  oven's  rage, 
Their  hopes  and  them  con  fume. 
joNor  mail  thy  furious  anger  ceafe, 
Or  with  their  ruin  end  ; 
But  root  out  all  their  guilty  race, 
And  to  their  feed  extend. 

ii  For  all  their  thoughts  were  fet  on  ill, 
Their  hearts  on  malice  bent ; 
But  thou  with  watchful  care  didtt  flill 
The  ill  effects  prevent. 
12  In  vain  by  fhameful  flight  they'll  try 
To  'fcape  thy  dreadful  might  ; 
While  thy  fwif't  darts  fhall  fatter  fly, 


13 Thus,  Lord,  thy  wond'rous ttrcngth  difclofe, 
And  thus. exalt  thy  fame  ; 
Whilft  we  glad  fongs  of  praifu  compofe 
To  thy  almighty  name.  ft 


PSALM     XXII.  35 

Pfalnt  XXII.  Common  metre. 

i  A/fYGod,  my  God,  why  leav'ft  thou  mc, 
1VJL    When  I  with  anguifh  faint ; 
O  !  why  fo  far  from  me  remov'd, 
And  from  my  loud  complaint  ? 

2  AH  day,  but  all  the  day  unheard, 

To  thee  do  I  complain  ; 
With  cries  implore  relief  all  night, 
But  cry  all  night  in  vain. 

3  Yet  thou  art  ftill  the  righteous  judge 

Of  innocence  opprefs'd  ; 
And  therefore  IfraeVs  praifes  are 

Of  right  to  thee  addrefs'd. 
4,  5  On  thee  our  anceftors  rely'd, 

And  thy  deliv'rance  found; 
With  pious  confidence  they  pray'd, 

And  with  fuccels  werecrown'd* 

€  But  I  am  treated  like  a  worm, 
Like  none  of  human  birth  : 
Not  only  by  the  great  revil'd, 
But  made  the  rabble's  mirth. 
*]  With  laughter  all  the  gazing  crowd 
My  agonies  furvey  ; 
They  fhoot  the  lip,  they  fhake  the  head, 
And  thus,  deriding  fay  : 

S  "  In  God  he  trufted  boafting  oft, 
That  he  was  heav'n's  delight ; 
Let  God  come  down  to  fave  him  now, 
And  own  his  favourite." 

P  A  R  T    II. 

9  Thou  mad'ft,  O  Lord,  my  mother's  womb 
A  living  offspring  bear  ; 
When  but  a  fuckling  at  the  bread* 
I  was  thy  early  care,  § 


}6  PSALM      XXII. 

io  Thou    guardian    like    did'it    fliield  from- 
My  helplefs  infant  days  ;  (wrongs 

And  force  ha(t  been  my  God  and  guide, 
Through  life's  bewilder'd  ways. 

ii  Withdraw  not  them  fo  far  from  me, 
When  trouble  is  fo  nigh  : 
O  !  lend  me  help,  thy  help,  on  which 
I  only  can  rely. 
13  High  pamper'd  bulls,  a  frowning  herd, 
From  Bafari's  foreft  met, 
With  ftrength  proportion'd  to  their  rage^ 
Have  me  around  befet. 

13  They  gape  on  me,  and  every  mouth 

A  yawning  grave  appears  ; 
The  defert  lion's  lavage  roar 
Lefs  dreadful  is  than  theirs. 

PART   III, 

14  My  blood,  like  waters  fpill'd,  my  joints 

Are  rack'd,  and  out  of  frame  ; 
My  heart  diflblves  within  my  bread, 
Like  wax  before  the  flame. 

15  My  ftrength  like  potter's  earth  is  parchTdr 

My  tongue  cleaves  to  my  jaws  ; 
And  to  the  filent  fhades  of  death 
My  fainting  foul  withdraws. 

16  Like  blood  hounds,  to  furround  me,  they 

In  pack'd  aifemblies  meet  ; 
They  piere'dmy  inoffenfivc  hands, 

They  piere'd  my  harmlefs  feet. 
27  My  body's  rack'd,  till  all  my  bones 

Diftinc"ti'y  may  be  told  : 
Yet  luch  a  Ipectacls  of  woe, 

As  paftirne  they  behald,  V 


p  s  A  L  m    XXII.  27 

iS  As  fpoil,  my  garments  they  divide, 

.  Lots  for  my  vefture  caft  : 
19  Therefore  approach,  O  Lord,  my  ftrength 
And  to  my  fuccour  hafte. 

30  From  their  fharp  fword  protect  thou  me, 

Of  all  but  life  bereft  ; 
Nor  let  thy  darling  in  the  pow'r 
Of  cruel  dogs  be  left. 

31  To  fave  me  from  the  lion's  jaws, 

Thy  prefent  fuccour  fend  ; 

As  once  from  goring  unicorns, 

Thou  didft  my  life  defend. 

22  Then  to  my  brethren  I'll  declare 

The  triumphs  of  thy  name  ; 
In  prefence  of  afFembled  faints, 
Thy  glory  thus  proclaim.  v 

23  "Ye  wormippers  of  Jacob's  God, 

"  All  you  GilfraeVs  line, 
"  O  praife  the  Lord,  and  to  your  praife 
"  Sincere  obedience  join. 

24  "  He  ne'er  difdain'd  on  low  diftrefs, 

"  To  caft  a  gracious  eye  ; 
41  Nor  turnM  from  poverty  his  face} 
"  But  hears  its  humble  cry." 

PART      IV. 

25  Thus  in  thy  facred  courts  will  I 

My  cheerful  thanks  exprefs  ; 
In  prefence  of  thy  faints  perform; 
The  vows  of  my  diftrefs. 
t,6  The  meek  companions  gf  my  grief  > 
Shall  find  my  table  fpread  ; 
And  all  that  leek  the  Lord,  fhall  be 
With  joys  immortal  fed,  \\ 

D 


38  PSALM     XXIII. 

37  Then  fhall  the  glad  converted  world 
To  God  their  homage  pay  ; 
And  fcatte.'d  nations  of  the  earth 
One  fov' reign  Lord  obey. 
x%  'Tis  his  fupreme  prerogative 
O'er  fubjed*  kings  to  reign  : 
*Tis  juft  that  he  fhould  rule  the  vvorkL 
"Who  does  the  world  fuitaiiu 

29  The  rich  who  are  with  plenty  fed 

His  bounty  muft  confefs  : 
The  fons  of  want,  by  him  reliev'd, 

Their  gen*fous  patron  blefs. 
With  humble  worfhip  to  his  throne 

Triey  all  for  aid  refort  : 
That  power  which  ffrlfc  their  beings  gave, 

Can  only  them  fiip'port- 

30,  31  Then  fliall  a  chofen  fpotlefs  race, 

Devoted  to  his  name, 
To  their  admiring  heirs  his  truth 

And  glorious  acls  proclaim. 

Pfalm  XXIII.   Common  metre. 

1  HPHE  Lord  himfelf,  the  mighty  Lord 

-*•    Vouchfafes  to  be  my  guide  ; 
The  fhepherd,  by  whofe  conftant  care 
My  wants  are  all  fupply'd. 

2  In  tender  grafs  he  makes  me  feed, 

And  gently  there  repofe  ; 
Then  leads  me  to  cool  fiiades,  and  where' 
.Refreshing  water  flows. 

3  He  does-  my  wand'ring  foul  reclaim' 

And,  to  his  endlefs  praile, 
Inftriicl;  with  luimble  zeal  to  walk- 
In  his  molt  righteous  ways. 


? --s  A'L  "M  '  XXIV.  ;9 

=4  I  pafs  the  gloomy  vale  of  death, 
From  fear  and  danger-free  i 
For  there  his  aiding  rod  and  (laflf 
Defend  and  comfort  me. 
*  5  In  prefence  of  rny  fpiteful  foes, 
He  does  my  table  fpread  ;  - 
He  crowns  my  cup  With  cheerful  wine, 
With  oil  anoints  my  head. 

*6  Since  God  doth  thus  his  wond'rous  love 
Through  all  my  life  extend*; 
That  life  to  him  I  will  devote, 
And  in  his  temple  fpend. 

Ip>f6tlm  XXIV.  Common  metre. 

•2  HHHIS  fpacious  earth  i-s  all  the  Lord's? 
J-      The  Lord's  hei-  fulnefs  is, 
The  world,  and  they  that  dwell  therein. 
By  fov'reign  right  are'his. 
a  He  fram'd  and  iix'd  it  on  the  feas  ; 

And  his  almighty  hand, 
-Upon  inconftant  floods  has  made 
The  ftable  fabrick  ftand. 

3  But  for  himfelf  this  Lord  of  all 
One  chofen  feat  de£gn'd  : 
O  !  who  (hall  to  that  facred  hill 
Defir'd  admittance  find .? 
.4  The  man  whofe  hands  and  heart  are  pure, 
Whofe  thoughts  from  pride  are  free,; 
Who  honeft,poverty  prefers 
To  gainful  perjury.o 

2  This,  this  is  he,  on  whom  the  Lord 
Shall  fhow'r  his  bie  flings  down  ; 
Whom  Cod  his  Saviour  iball  vcuchfafe 
With  righteoufnefs  to  crown,  4] 


4©  PSALM      XXV. 

6  Such  is  the  raceof  faints;  £y  whom 

The  facred  courts  are  trod  ; 
And  fuch  the  proielytes,  that  feek 
The  face  of  Jacob" 's  God. 

7  Erect  your  heads,  eternal  gates, 

Unfold,  to  entertain 
The  King  of  glory  :  fee'!  he  comes 
With  his  celefriai  train. 

8  Who  is  this  King  of  glory  f  Who  * 

The  Lei  d  for  ftrength  renown'd  j 
In  battle  mighty  ;  o'er  his  foes, 
Eternal  victor  crownM. 

9  Erect  your  heads,  ye  gates  ;  unfold, 

tn  ftate  to  entertain 
The  King  of  glory  ;  fee  !  he  comes 

With  all  his  mining  train. 
io  Who  is  this  King  of  glory  ?  Who  ? 

The  Lord  of  hods  renown'd  ; 
Of  glory  he  alone  is  King, 

Who  is  with  glory  crown'd. 

PMm  XXV.  Short  metre. 

i,  2  nnO  God,  in  vvhsm  I  truft, 
•*•    I  lift  ray  heart  and  voice  : 
O  let  me  not  be  put  to  fharne, 
Nor  let  my  foes  rejoice. 
3      Thofe  who  on  thee  rely, 
Let  no  difgrace  attend  : 
Be  that  the  fhameful  lot  of  fuch 
As  wilfully  offend. 

4,  5  To  me  thy  truth  impart, 
And  lead  .me  in  thy  way  : 
For  thou  art  he  that  brings  me  help  ; 
On  thee  I  wait  all  day. 


PSA    L  M     XXV, 

<$      Thy  mercies,  and  thy  love, 
O  Lord,  recal  to  mind  ; 
And  gracioufly  continue  ftill 
As  thou  wert  ever,  kind. 

7      Let  all  my  youthful  crimes 
Be  blotted  out  by  thee  ; 
And  for  thy  wond'rous  goodnefs  fake 
In  mercy  think  on  me. 
"8      His  mercy  and  his  truth, 
The  righteous  Lord  diiplays. 
In  bringing  wand' ring  finners  homet. 
And  teaching  them  his  ways. 

■g      He  thofe  in  juflice  guides,  • 
Who  his  direction  feek  ; 
And  in.  hi?  facred  paths  mall  lead 
The  humble  and  the  meek. 
io    Through  all  the  ways  of  God 
Both  truth  and  mercy  mine, 
To  luch  as  with  religious  hearts 
To  hii  blelt  will  incline. 

PART      II. 

ri  i     Since  .mercy  is  the  grace 
That  molt  exalts  thy  fame  ; 
Forgive  my  heinous  fin,  O  Lord, 
And  fo  advance  thy  name. 
12    Whoe'er  with  humble  fear 
To  God  his  duty  pays, 
Shall  find  the  Lord  a  faithful  guide, 
In  all  his  righteous  ways.    " 

•:3     His  quiet  fotl  with  peace 
Shall  be  forever  blelt, 
And  byjiis  n-ura'rous  race  the  land 
Sacceilively  poflefs'd. 


D 


4-2  PSALM      2CXV>, 

34  For  God  to  all  his  faints 
His  fecret  will  imparts, 
And  does  his  gracious  cov'naiit  write 
In  their  obedient  hearts. 

15  To  him  I  lift  my  eyes, 
And  wait  his  timely  aid, 

Who  breaks  the  ftrong  and  treacherous  fnare 
Which  for  my  feet  was  laid. 

16  O  !  turn  and  all  my  griefs, 
In  mercy,  Lord,  redrefs  ; 

For  I  am  compafsM  round  with  woes, 
And  plung'd  in  deep  diftrefs. 

17  The  forrows  of  my  heart 
To  mighty  fums  increale  ; 

O  !  from  this  dark  and  difmal  (late 

My  troubled  foul  releafe. 
38    Do  thou,  with  tender  eyes, 

My  fad  affliction  fee; 
Acquit  me,  Lord,  and  from  my  guilt 

Entirely  fet  me  free. 

19  Confider,  Lord,  my  foes, 
How  vaft  their  numbers  grow  ! 

What  lawlefs  force  and  rage  they  ufe, 
What  boundlefs  hate  they  fiiow  ! 

20  Protect,  and  fet  my  foul 
From  their  fierce  malice  free  ; 

Nor  let  me  be  aiham'd  who  place 
My  ftedfaft  truft  in  thee. 

21  Let  all  my  righteous  acts 
To  full  perfection  rife  ; 

Becaule  my  firm  and  conftant  hope 
On  thee  alone  relies,  11 


PSALM     XXVI,  4 

22    To  IfraeVs  chcfen  race 
Continue  ever  kind  ; 
And  in  the  midit  of  all  their  wants, 
Let  them  thy  fuccour  find. 

PMltt  XXVI.  Common  metre. 

i    JUDGE  me,  O  Lord  ;  for  I  the  paths 
«J     Of  righteoufnefs  have  trod  : 
I  cannot  fail,  who  all  my  trufi 
Repofe  in  thee,  my  God. 
2,3  Search,  prove  my  heart,  whofe  innocence 
Will  mine,  the  more  'tis  try'd  \ 
For  I  have  kept  thy  grace  in  view, 
And  made  thy  truth  my  guide. 

4  I  never  for  companions  took 

The  idle  or  profane  ; 
No  hypocrite,  with  all  his  arts, 
Could  e'er  my  friendfhip  gain. 

5  I  hate  the  bufy,  plotting  crew, 

Who  make  diffracted  times  ; 
And  mun  their  wicked  company 
As  I  avoid  their  crimes. 

6  .I'll  warn  my  hands  in  innocence, 

And  bring  a  heart  fo  pure, 
That  when  thy  altar  I  approach, 

My  welcome  fhall  be  lure. 
7,8  My  thanks  I'll  publifh  there,  and  tell 

How  thy  renown  excels  : 
That  feat  affords  me  molt  delight, 

In  which  thy  honour  dwells, 

9  Pafs  not  on  me  the  (inner1  s  doom,  . 

Who  murder  make  their  trade  ; 
jo  Who  others  rights,  by  fecret  bribes, 

Or  open  force,  invade,  I 


44  PSALM      XXVII. 

2i  But  I  will  walk  in  paths  of  truth, 
And  innocence  purfue : 
Protect  me  therefore,  and  to  me 
Thy  mercies,  Lord,  renew. 

12  In  fpite  of  all  afTaulting  foes, 
I  (till  maintain  my  ground  ; 
And  (hall  furvive  amongft  thy  faints, 
Thy  praifes  to  refound. 

Ipfalnt  XXVII.  Common  metre. 

i  T X THOM  fhould  I  fear,  -fince  God  to  me 
VV      is  faving  health  and  light  ? 
Since  ftrongly  he  my  life  fupports, 
What  can  my  foul  affright. 
z  With  fierce  intent  my  flefh  to  tear, 
When  foes-befet  me  round, 
They  (tumbled,  and  their  lofty  crefts 
Were  made  to  ftrike  the  ground. 

3  Through  him  my  heart  undaunted  dares 

With  num'rous  hofts  to  cope  ; 
Through  him  in  doubtful  (traits  of  war 
For  good  fuccefs  I  hope. 

4  Henceforth  wirhin  his  ]\oufe  to  dwell 

I  earneftly  defire  ; 
His  wondVrous  beauty  there  to  view, 
And  his  ble(t  will  enquire. 

j  For  there  may  I  with  comfort  reir, 
In  times  of  deep  diftrefs  ; 
And  fafe  as  on  a  rock  abide 
In  that  fecure  recels  : 
6  Whilft  God  o'er  all  my  haughty  foes 
My  lofty  head  (hall  raife  ; 
And  I  my  joyful  off 'ring  bring, 
And  fing  glad  iongs  of  pruiie.  I 


f    S   A    L   M      XXVII.  4J 

PART     II. 

j  Continue,  Lord,  to  hear  my  voice, 
Whene'er  to  thee  I  cry ; 
In  mercy  all  my  prayers  receive, 
Nor  my  requeft  deny. 

8  When  us  to  leek  thy  glorious  face 

Thou  kindly  dofl:  advife  ; 
"  Thy  glorious  face  I'll  always  feek," 
My  grateful  heart  replies. 

9  Then  hide  not  thou  thy  face,  O  Lord? 

Nor  me  in  wrath  reject : 
My  God  and  Saviour,  leave  not  him 
Thou  didft  fo  oft  protect, 
zo  Though  all  my  friends  and  neareft  kin? 
Their  helplefs  charge  forfake  j 
Yet  thou,  whofe  love  excels  them  all, 
Wilt  care  and  pity  take. 

n  Inftruct  me  in  thy  paths.,  O  Lord, 
My  ways  directly  guide  ; 
Left  envious  men  who  watch  my  fteps3 
Should  fee  me  tread  aflde. 

12  Lord,  difappoint  my  cruel  foes  ; 

Defeat  their  ill  delire, 
Whofe  lying  lips,  and  bloody  hands 
Againft  my  peace  confpire. 

13  I  trufted  that  my  future  life 

Should  with  thy  love  be  crown'd, 
Or  elfe  my  fainting  foul  had  funk, 
With  forrow  eompafs'd  round. 

14  God's  time  with  patient  faith  expect, 

And  he'll  infpire  thy  breaft 
With  inward  frrength  ;  do  thou  thy  part, 
And  leave  to  him  the  reft.  jj 


&  PSALM      XXVIII. 

IPfalm  XXVIII.  Common  metre. 

i  r\  LORD,  my  rock,  to  thee  I  cry, 
^^     In  fighs  coafume  my  breath, 
O  !  anfwer  ;  or  I  fhall  become 
Like  thofe  that  fleep  in  death. 

2  Regard  my  fupplieatjoqs,  Lord, 

The  cries  that  I  repeat, 
With  weeping  eyes,  and  lifted  hands, 
Before  thy  mercy  feat. 

3  Let  me  efcape  the  Tinners'  doom, 

Who  make  a  trade  of  ill  ■ 
And  ever  fpeak  the  perfon  fair, 
Whofe  blood  they  mean  to  fpiJL 

4  According  to  their  crimes  extent 

Let  Curtice  have  its  courfe,- 
Relentle/s  be  to  them,  as  they 
Have  finn'd  without  remorfe. 

5  Since  they  the  works  of  God  defpife, 

Nor  will  .his  grace  adore, 
His  wrath  mail  utterly  deftroy, 
And  build  them  up  no  more. 

6  But  I,  with  due  acknowledgment, 

His  praiies  will  refound, 
From  whom  the  cries  of  my  diftref* 
A  gracious  anfwer  found. 

7  My  heart  its  confidence  repos'd 

In  God  my  if  length  and  fhieid  ; 
In  him  I  trufted  and  returned    ' 

Triumphant  from  the  field  : 
As  he  has  made  my  joys  complete, 

'Tisjuft  that  I  mould  raife 
,The  cheerful  tribute  of  my  thanks, 

And  thus  refound  his  praife :  « 


41 


P .  S"  A  L  u    XXIX.. 

5  "  His  aiding  pow'r  fupports  the  troops 

"  That  my  juft  caufe  maintain  : 
"  'Twas  he  advanc'd  me  to  the  throne  ^ 
"  'Tis  he  fecures  my  reign." 
9  Preferve  thy  chofen,  and  proceed 
Thine  heritage  to  blefs, 
With  plenty  profper  them,  in  peace  i 
In  battle,  with  fuccefs. 

Pfalitt  XXIX.  Long  metre, 

i  V E  princes  that  in  might  excels 
•*-     Your  grateful  facrifice  prepare  j. 
God's  glorious  actions  loudly  tell, 
His  wond'rous  pow'r  to  ail  declare. 
3  To  his  great  name  frefh  altars  raife, 
Devoutly  d\ie  refpeft  afford"; 
Him  in  his  holy  temple  praife, 
Where  he's  with  folemn  Mate  ador'd- 

3  'Tis  he  that  with  amazing,  noife 

The  wat'ry  clouds  in  funder  breaks  x. 
The  ocean  trembles  at  his  voice, 
When  he  from  heav*h  in  thunder  fpeaks. 
41,5  How  full  of  pow'r  his  voice  appears ! 
With  what  majeftick  terrour  crown'd  ! 
Which  from  the  roots  tall  cedars  tears, 
And  ftrews  their  fcatter'd  branches  round", 

6  They,  and  the  hills  on  which  they  grow 

Are  fometim.es  .hurried  far  away  ;. 
And  leap  like  hinds  that  bounding  gor 
Or  unicorns  in  youthful  play. 
f,8  When  God  in  thunder  loudly  fpeaks, 
And  fcatter'd  flames  of  lightning  fends, 
The  foreft  nods,  the  defart  quakes, 
And  flubborn  Kadejb  lowly  bends,  j] 


4$  T   S   A    L  M      XXX. 

9  fie  makes  the  hinds  to  cafl-  their  young, 
And  lays  the  beads'  dark  coverts  bare  j 
While  thofe  that  to  his  courts  belong, 
Securely  fing  his  praifes  there. 
ro,n  God  rules  the  angry  floods  on  high  : 
His  boundlefs  fvvay  fhall  never  ceafe  : 
His  people  he'll  with  ftrength  fupply, 
And  blefs  his  own  with  conftant  peace. 

PfalltlXXX.  Common  metre. 

i  Y'LL  celebrate  thy  praifes,  Lord, 
•*•    Who  didft  thy  pow'r  employ, 
To  raiie  my  drooping  head,  and  check 
My  foes  infulting  joy. 
2,3  In  my  diftrefs  I  cry'd  to  thee. 
Who  kindly  didft  relieve, 
And  from  the  grave's  expecting  jaws 
My  hopelefs  life  retrieve. 

4  Thus  to  his  courts,  ye  faints  of  his. 

With  fongs  of  praife  repair  ; 
With  me  commemorate  his  truth, 
And  providential  care. 

5  His  wrath  has  but  a  moment's  reign  j 

His  favour  no  decay  : 
Your  night  of  grief  is  recompensed 
With  joy's  returning  day. 

6  But  I,  in  profp'rous  days,  prefum'd  \ 

No  fudden  change  I  fear'd  : 

Whilft  in  my  funfhine  of  fuccefs 

No  low'ring  cloud  appear'd. 

7  But  foon  I  found  thy  favour,  Lord, 

My  empire's  only  truft ; 
For  when  thou  hid'ft  thy  face,  I  faw 
My  honour  laid  in  duft< 


PSALM      XXXI. 

8  Then,  as  I  vainly  had  prefum'd, 

My  errour  I  confefs'd  ; 
And  thus  with  lupplicating  voice 
Thy  mercy's  throne  addrefs'd  : 

9  "  What  profit  is  there  in  my  blood, 

"  Congeal'd  by  death's  cold  night  Jl 
"  Can  filent  afhes  fpeak  thy  praife, 
"  Thy  wond'rous  truth  recite  ? 

10  "  Hear  me,  O  Lord,  in  mercy  hear, 

"  Thy  wonted  aid  extend  : 
"  Do  thou  fend  help,  on  whom  alone 

"  I  can  for  help  depend." 
ii  'Tis  done !  thou  haft  the  mournful  fcem 

To  fongs  and  dancing  turn'd  : 
Inverted  me  in  robes  of  ftate, 

Who  late  in  fackcloth  mourn'd, 

22  Exalted  thus,  I'll  gladly  fing 
Thy  praife  in  grateful  verfe  ; 
And,  as  thy  favours  endlefs  are, 
Thy  endlefs  praife  rehearfe. 

Pralm  XXXI.  Short  metre. 

3      "T\EFEND  me,  Lord,  from  fhame  ; 
<J->     For  ftill  I  truft  in  thee  : 
As  juft  and  righteous  is  thy  name, 
From  danger  fet  me  free. 
3       Bow  down  thy  gracious  ear, 
And  fpeedy  fuccour  fend  : 
Do  thou  my  ftedfaft  rock  appear, 
To  inciter  and  defend. 

3       Since  thou  when  foes  opprefs, 
My  rock  and  fortrefs  art, 
To  guide  me  forth  from  this  diftrefs, 
Thy  wonted  help  impart, 

E 


49 


$©  PSALM      XXXI. 

4  Releafe  me  from  the  fnare 
Which  they  have  clofely  laid  ; 

Since  I,  O  God  my  ftrength,  repair 
To  thee  alone  for  aid, 

5  To. thee,  the  God  of  truth, 
My  life;  and  all  that's  mine, 

(For  thou  preferv'ft  me  from  my  youth); 
I  willingly  refign. 

6  All  vain  defigns  I  hate, 
Of  thofe  that  trult  in  lies  r 

And  frill  my  foul  in  ev'ry  Rate, 
To  God  for  fuccour  flies. 

PART      II. 

7  Thofe  mercies  thou  haft  mown, 
I'il  cheerfully  exprefs  ; 

For  thou  haft  feen  my  ft  raits,  and  knows 

My  foul  in  deep  diftrefs. 
S      When  Keilab's  treach'rous  race 

Did  all  my  ftrength  inclofe, 
Thou  gav'ft  my  feet  a  larger  fpace, 

To  faun  my  watchful  foes. 

9      Thy  mercy,  Lord,  difplay, 
And  hear  my  juft  complaint; 
For  both  my  foul  and  flefh  decays 
With  grief  and  hunger  faint. 
jo    Sad  thoughts  my  life  epprefs^ 
My  years  are  fpent  in  groans  ; 
My  fins  have  made  my  ftrength  decreafe,. 
And  ev'n  confum'd  my  bones. 

»i     My  foes  my  fuff'rings  mock'd  ; 
My  neighbours  did  upbraid  ; 
My  friends,  at  fight  of  me,  were  fhock'd, 
•  And  fled  as  men  difmay/d- 


*  Sal  m    XXXIV  si 

22    Forfook  by  all  am  I, 

As  dead  and  out  of  mind  ; 
And,  like  a  fhatter'd  veffei  lie, 
Whofe  parts  can  ne'er  be  join'd. 

33    Yet  fland'rous  words  they  fpeak, 
And  feem  my  pow'r  to  dread  : 
Whilft  they  together  counfel  take, 
My  guiltlefs  blood  to  fhed. 

14  But  ftill  my  ftedfaft  truft, 
I  on  thy  help  repofe  : 

That  thou,  my  God,  art  good  and  juft, 
My  foul  with  comfort- knows. 

PART     IIL 

15  Whate'er  events  betide, 
Thy  wifdom  times  them  all : 

Then,  Lord,  thy  fervant  fafely  hide 

From  thofe  that  feek  his  fall. 
s6    The  brightness  of  thy  face, 

To  me,  O  Lord,  difclofe  ? 
And  as  thy  mercies  ftill  increafe, 

Preferve  me  from  my  foes. 

17    Me  from  difhonour  fave, 

Who  ftill  have  call'd  on  thee  ; 
Let  that,  and  filence  in  the  grave, 
The  finner's  portion  be. 
38     Do  thGu  their  tongues  reftrain  ; 
Whofe  breath  in  lies  is  fpent  ; 
Who  falfe  reports  with  proud  dildain^ 
Againft  the  righteous  vent. 

19    How  great  thy  mercies  are 
To  fuch  as  fear  thy  name  ; 
"Which  thou,  for  thofe  that  trail  thy  care, 
Doft  to  the*  world  proclaim  !  \\ 


52  PSALM      XXXII. 

20  Thou  keep' ft  them  in  thy  fight, 
From  proud  oppreifors  free  ; 

From  tongues  that  do  in  ftrife  delight, 
They  are  preferv'd  by  thee. 

21  With  glory  and  renown 
God's  name  be  ever  blefs'd  ; 

Whofe  love  in  Keilab's  well  fene'd  town 
Was  wond'roufly  exprefs'd. 

22  I  laid,  in  hafty  flight, 

"  I'm  banifh'd  fiom  thine  eyes  ;'* 
Yet  ftill  thou  keep'ft  me  in  thy  fight, 
And  hear'ft  my  earned  cries. 

23  O  !  all  ye  faints,  the  Lord 
With  eager  love  purfue  ; 

Who  to  the  juft  will  help  afford, 
And  give  the  proud  their  due* 

24  Ye  that  on  God  rely, 
Courageoufly  proceed  : 

For  he  will  yet  your  hearts  fupply 
With  ftrength,  in  time  of  need. 

PfallTl  XXXII.  Long  metre. 

x  TTE's  bleft,  whofe  fins  have  pardon  gainM, 

AA    No  more  in  judgment  to  appear  ; 
%  Whofe  guilt  remiffion  has  obtained, 
And  whofe  repentance  is  fincere. 
2  While  I  conceal'd  the  fretting  fore, 
My  bones  confum'd  without  relief; 
All  day  did  I  with  anguifh  roar  ; 
But  no  complaints  alfuag'd  my  grief  : 

4  Heavy  on  me  thy  hand  remain'd, 
By  day  and  night  alike  diftrefs'd  ; 
'Till  quite  of  vital  moiftnre  drain'd, 
Like  land  with  fu mmer' s  drought  opprefsM. 


P    3    A    L  M      XXXIII.  £j 

5  No  fooner  I  my  wound  difclos'd, 

The  guilt  that  tortur'd  me  within, 
But  thy  forgivenefs  interpos'd, 
And  mercy's  healing  balm  pourd  in. 

6  True  penitents  mall  thus  fucceed, 

Who  feek  thee  while  thou  may'ft  be  found, 
And,  from  the  common  deluge  freed, 
Shall  fee  remorfelefs  finners  drown'd. 

7  Thy  favour,  Lord,  in  all  diftrefs, 

My  tew'r  Gf  refuge  I  mirft  own  : 
Thou  flsalt  my  haughty  foes  fupprefs, 
And  me  with  fangs  of  triumph  crown, 

8  In  my  infcruclion  then  confide, 

You  that  would  truth's  fafe  path  defcry ; 
Your  progrefs  Fll  fecurely  guide, 
And  keep  you  in  my  watchful  eye. 

9  Submit  yourfelves  to  wifdonVs  rule, 

Like  men  that  reafon  have  attainM  ; 
Not  like  th'  ungovern''d  horfe  and  mule,. 
"Whofe  fury  muft  be  eurb'd  and  rein'd* 

are  Sorrows,  on  forrows  multiply'd, 

The  ha-rden'd  firmer  fh all  confound  t 
But  them  who  in  his  truth  confide, 
Fleffings  of  mercy  -fhall  furround. 
^iHis  faints,  that  have  perform/d  his  laws," 
Their  life  in  triumphs  fhali  emplov  : 
Let  them  (as  they  alone  have  caufe) 
In  grateful  raptures  fhout  for  joy. 

pfalm  XXXIIL  Common  metre. 

m  T   ET  all  the  juft  to  God  with  joy 
JL<    Their  cheerful  voices  raife  ; 
For  well  the  righteous  it  becomes 
To  ling  glad  longs  of  praife.  11 

EV" 


54  PSALM     XXXIII. 

2,3  Let  harps  and  pfalteries,  and  lutes. 
In  joyful  concert  meet  ; 
And  new  made  fongs  of  loud  applaufe 
The  harmony  complete. 

4,5  For  faithful  is  the  word  of  God  : 
His  works  with  truth  abound  : 
He  juftice  loves  ;  and  all  the  earth 
Is  with  his  goodnefs  crown'd. 

6  By  his  almighty  word,  at  fir  ft, 

Heaven's  glorious  arch  was  rear'd  ; 
And  all  the  beauteous  hofts  of  light, 
At  his  command  appeared. 

7  The  fwelling  floods  together  roll'd, 

He  makes  in  heaps  to  lie  ; 
And  lays,  as  in  a  ftorehoufe  fafe, 
The  wat'ry  treafures  by. 
8, 9  Let  earth  and  all  that  dwell  therein, 
Before  him  trembling  ftand  : 
For,  when  he  fpake  the  word,  'twas  made ; 
'Twas  fix'd  at  his  command. 

jo  He,  when  the  heathen  clofely  plot, 
Their  counfels  undermines  : 
His  wifdom  ineffectual  makes 
The  people's  rafh  defigns. 
ii  Whate'er  the  mighty  Lord  decrees, 
Shall  ftand  forever  fure  ; 
The  fettled  purpofe  of  his  heart 
To  ages  lhall  endure. 

PART     ir. 

ii  How  happy  then  are  they,  to  whom 
The  Lord  for  God  is  known  ! 
Whom  he,  from  all  the  world  befides, 
Haschofenforhiso.vn.  I 


?  s  A  l  M    XXXIV.  '  55 

13, 14, 15  He  all  the  nations  of  the  earth, 
From  heav'n,  his  throne,  furvey'd  : 
He  law  their  works,  and  view'd  their  tho'ts> 
By  him  their  hearts  were  made. 

16,  17  No  king  is  fafe  by  num'rous  holts  ; 
Their  ftrength  the  ftrong  deceives  ; 
No  manag'd  horfe,  by  force  or  fpeed, 
His  warlike  rider  faves. 
18, 19'Tis  God,  who  thofe  that  truft  in  him, 
Beholds  with  gracious  eyes  : 
He  frees  their  foul  from  death  ;   their  want, 
In  time  of  dearth,  fupplies. 

20,21  Our  foul  on  God  with  patience  waits  : 
Our  help  and  ihield  is  he  ; 
Then,  Lord,  let  Mill  our  hearts  rejoice, 
Becaufe  we  trull  in  thee. 
22  The  riches  of  thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Do  thou  to  us  extend  ; 
Since  we,  for  all  we  want  or  wiih, 
On  thee  alone  depend. 

Ipfalm  XXXIV.   Common  metre, 

1  rT",HP..O'  all  the  changing  fcenes  of  life, 

-^      In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
The  praifesof  my  God  mail  frill 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

2  Of  his  deliv'rance  I  will  boaft, 

'Till  all  that  are  dujrefs'd, 
From  my  example  comfort  take, 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  reft. 

3  O  !  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 

With  me  exalt  his  name  : 

4  When  in  diftrefs  to  him  I  call'd, 

He  to  my  refcue  cm?.  ft 


5<S  P   S   A    L   M     XXXIV. 

^  Their  drooping  hearts  were  foon  refreuYd 
Who  look'd  to  him  for  aid  : 
Defir'd  fuccefs  in  ev'ry  face 
A  cheerful  air  difplay'd  : 

6  "  Behold  (fay  they)  behold  the  man, 

"  Whom  Providence  reliev'd  ; 

"  So  dang'roufly  with  woes  befet, 

"  So  wond'roufly  retriev'd  !" 

7  The  hous  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  juft  ; 

Deliv'rance  he  affords  to  ail 

Who  on  his  fuccour  truft. 

%  O  \  make  but  trial  of  his  love, 
Experience  will  decide 
How  bleft  they  are,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 
9  Fear  hmi,  ye  faints,  and  you  will  then, 
Have  nothing  elfe  to  fear  : 
Make  you  his  fervice  your  delight  ; 
He'll  make  your  wants  his  care. 

ro  W-hile  hungry  lions  lack  their  prey, 
The  Lord  will  food  provide 
For  fuch  as  put  their  truft  in  him, 
And  fee  their  needs  iuppiy'd. 

PART      II. 

ir  Approach  ye  pioufly  difpos'd, 

And  my  instruction  hear  .; 
I'll  teach  you  the  true  difcipline 

Of  his  religious  fear. 
52  Let  him  who  length  of"  life  defires, 

And  profp'rous  dayj  would  fee, 
13  From  fland'ring  language  keep  his  tongue, 

His  lips  from  falfchqod  free.  |! 


ps'a  'l  m    XXXV*  57 

14  The  crooked  paths  of  vice,  decline, 

And  virtue's  way  purfire  ; 
Eftablifh  peace  where  'tis  begun, 
And  where  'tis  loft,  renew. 

15  The  Lord  from  heav'n  beholds  the  juff, 

With  favourable  eyes  ; 
And  when  diftrefs'd,  his  gracious  ear 
Is  open  to  their  cries  ; 

16  But  turns,  his  wrathful  look  on  thofe, 

Whom  mercy  can't  reclaim, 
To  cut  them  off,  and  from  the  earth 
Blot  out  their  hated  name. 

17  Deliv'rance  to  his  faints  he  gives, 

When  his  relief  they  crave  ; 
iS  He's  nigh  to  heal  the  broken  heart, 
And  contrite  fpirit  fave. 

19  The  wicked  oft,  but  ffill  in  vain, 

Againft  the  juft  conipire  : 

20  For,  under  their  affii&ions  weight, 

He  keeps  their  bones  entire. 

21  The  wicked,  from  their  wicked  arts, 
,  Their  ruin  mail  derive  ; 

Whilft  righteous  men,  whom  they  deleft, 
Shall  them  and  theirs  furvive. 

22  For  God  preferves  the  fouls  of  thofe, 

Who  on  his  truth  depend  : 
To  them  and  their  pofterity, 
His  bleiTings  mall  defcend. 

PCalm  XXXV. .  Common  metre. 

j    A  GAINST  all  thofe  that  ftrive  with  me, 
-^-     O  Lord,  affert  my  right  : 
With  inch  as  war  unja/tlv  wage, 

Do  thou  my  battles  fight,  {1 


p  >  *  a  l  m  xxxv: 

a  Thy  buckler  take,  and  bind  thy  fhield 
Upon  thy  warlike  arm  :  • 
Stand  up,  my  God,  in  my  defence; 
And  keep  me  fate  from  nana. 

3  Bring  forth  thy  fpear,  and  (top  their  courfe 

That  hade  my  blood  to  fpill ; 
Say  to  my  foul,  "  I  am  thy  health, 
"  And  will  preferve  thee  dill.'* 

4  Let  them  with  fhame  be  cover' d  o'er, 

Who  my  deftruction  fought  : 
And  fuch  as  did  my  harm  devife, 
Be  to  confufion  brought. 

5  Then  mail  they,  fly  dtfpers'd  like  chaff 

Before  the  driving  wind ; 
God's  vengeful  minitlers  ot  wrath  - 
Shall  follow  clofe  behind. 

6  And,  when  through  dark  and  flipp'ry  ways 

They  (rrive  his  rage  to  fliun, 

His  vengeful  minifters  of  wrath 

Shall  goad  them  as  they  run. 

7  Since,  unprovok'd  by  any  wrong, 

They  hid  their  treach'rous  fnare  ; 

And  for  my  harmlefs  foul  a  pit, 

Did  without  caufe  prepare  : 

3  Surpm'd  by  mifchiefs  unforeseen, 

By  their  own  arts  betray'd, 

Their  feet  (hall  fall  into  the  net, 

Which  they  for  me  have  laid. 

9  Whilft  my  gfod  foul  mail  God's  great  name 
For  this  deliv'rance  blefs  ; 
And,  by  his  faving  health  fecur'd, 
Jts  grateful  joy  exprefs.  '  \\ 


iV&.A-X  mv,  XXXV.  5$ 

lo  My  very  bones  /hail  fay,  "  O  Lord, 
"  Wiio'can  eomparVwitfr  thee  ? 
"  Who  fett%ft.the  poor  "and  helplefs  man 
"  From:ftrong  oppreff6rVfreeV,: 

PART      II. 

ii  Falfe  witneffes,  \vith  forg'd  complaints, 
Againft  my  truth  combin'd  ;/ 
And  to  my  charge  fuch  tilings  they  laid. 
As  I  had  ne'erdefign'd. 
12  The  good  which  I  to  them  had  done, 
With  evil  was  repaid  ; 
And  did  by  malice  undeferyM 
My  harmlefs  life  invade, 

23  But  as  fbr-mej"  when  they  were  fick, 
I  ftill  in  fackclcth  mourn'd  ;  - 
I  pray'd  and'.fefted,  and' my  prayer 
To  my  own  bread:  returned. 
J4Had  they  "my  friends  or  brethren  been» 
I  could  have  done  no  more  ; 
Nor  with  more  decent  figns  of  grief 
A  mother's  lofs  deplore. 

15  How  different  did  their' carriage  prove* 

In  times,  of  my-difh-fs  ; 
When  they,  in- crowds;  together  met, 

Did  favage  joy  exprc ''3. 
The  rabble  too*  in  num'rous  throngs. 

By  their  example-  came  ; 
And  ceas'd  not  with  '-eviiing  words, 

To  wound  in y  fpotiefs  fame. 

26  Scoffers- that  noble  tables -haunt, 
And  earn  their  bread  with  1  leg,    - 
Did  gnafli  their  teeth,  and  ifland'rQU?  jefts  • 
Malicioufly  deviie,  (} 


60  psalm    XXXV. 

17  But,  Lord,  how  long  wilt  thou  look  on  ? 

On  my  behalf  appear  ; 
And  fave  my  guiltlefs  foul,  which  they 
Like  rav'ning  beaib  would  tear. 

PART      III. 

18  So  I,  before  the  lift'ning  world, 

Shall  grateful  thanks  exprefs  ; 
And  where  the  great  aflembly  meets 
Thy  name  with  praifes  blefs. 

19  Lord,  mffer  net  my  caufelefs  foes, 

Who  me  unjuftly  hate, 
With  open  joy,  or  iecret  figns, 
To  mock  my  fad  efiate. 

20  For  they,  with  hearts  averfe  to  peace, 

Induftrioufly  devife, 
Againft  the  men  of  quiet  minds, 
To  forge  malicious  lies. 

21  Nor  with  thefe  private  arts  content, 

Aloud  they  vent  their  fpite, 
And  fay,  "  At  lait  we've  found  him  cut ; 
"He  did  it  in  our  fight." 

22  But  thou  who  doft  both  them  and  me 

With  righteous  eye  Purvey, 
AflTert  my  innocence,  O  Lord, 
And  keep  not  far  away. 

23  Stir  up  thyfelf  in  my  behalf, 

To  judgment,  Lord,  awake  : 
Thy  righteous  fervant's  caufe,  O  God, 
To  thy  decifion  take. 

24  Lord  as  my  heart  has  upright  been, 

Let  me  thy  juftice  find  ; 
Nor  let  my  cruel  foes  obtain 
The  triumph  they  defign'd. 


PSALM     XXXVI.  Ci 

25  O  !  let  them  not  amongft  themfelves,- 

In  boafting  language  fay, 
"  At  length  our  wifhes  are  complete  ; 
*'  At  laft  he's  made  our  prey." 

26  Let  fuch  as  in  my  harm  rejoic'd, 

For  fhame  their  faces  hide  ; 
And  foul  dishonour  wait  on  fhofe 
That  proudly  me  defy'd. 

27  Whilft  they  with  cheerful  voices  (hour. 

Who  my  juft  caufe  befriend  ; 
And  blefs  the  Lord,  who  loves  to  make 
Succefs  his  faints  attend. 

28  So  mall  my  tongue  thy  judgments  fing, 

Infpir'd  with  grateful  joy  ; 
And  cheerful  hymns,  in  praife  of  thee 
Shall  all  my  days  employ. 

l^falltt  XXXVI.  Long  metre. 

3  IV  yfY  crafty  foe,  with  fiatt'ring  art, 
IVA    His  wicked  purpofe  would  difguife3 
But  reafon  whifpers  to  my  heart, 
M  No  fear  of  God  before  his  eyes." 

2  He  fooths  himfelf,  retir'd  from  fight ; 

Secure  he  thinks  his  treach'rous  game 5 
*Till  his  dark  plots,  expos'd  to  light, 
Their  falfe  contriver  brand  with  fhame, 

3  In  deeds  he  is  my  foe  confefs'd, 

Whilft  with  his  tongue  he  f peaks  me  fairj 
True  wifdom's  banihYd  from  his  breaft  -3 
And  vice  has  fole  dominion  there. 

4  His  wakeful  malice  fpends  the  night 

In  forging  his  accurs'd  defigns  j 
His  obftinate,  ungenerous  fpite 
No  execrable  means  declines?  [j 

F 


d  P  s  a-l  m     XXXVIT. 

5  But,  Loid,  thy  mercy,  my  fure  hope, 

The,  higheft  orb  of  heav'n  tranicends  ; 
Thy  facred  truth's  unmeafur'd  Jcope 
Beyond  the  fpreading  ikies  extends. 

6  Thy  juftice  like  the  hills  remains  ; 

Unfathom'd  depths  thy  judgments  are  } 
Thy  providence  the  world  fuftains  ; 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  care. 

7.  Since  of  thy  goodnefs  all  partake, 
With  what  affurance  fhould  the  juft 
Thy  fhelt'ring  wings  their  refuge  make*       f 
And  faints  to  thy  protection  truft  ! 

8  Such  guefts  fhall  to  thy  courts  be  led, 

To  banquet  on  thy  love's  repaft  : 
And  drink  as  from  a  fountain  head. 
Of  joys  that  (hall  forever  laft. 

9  With  thee  the  fprings  of  life  remain  ; 

Thy  prefence  is  eternal  day  : 

10  O !  Let  thy  faints  thy  favour  gain, 

To  upright  hearts  thy  truth  difplay. 

11  Whilft  pride's  infulting  foot  would  lpurn, 

And  wicked  hands  my  life  furprife  ; 

12  Their  milchiefs  on  themfelves  return  ; 

Down,  down  they're  fali'n  no  more  to  rile. 

Pfalm  XXXVII.  Particular  metre. 

1  HHHOUGH  wicked  men  grow  rich  or  great; 

A    Yet  let  not  their  fuccelsful  date 
Thy  anger,  or  thy  envy,  raife  ; 

2  For  they,  cut  down,  like  tender  grafs, 
Or  like  young  flow'rs,  away  fhall  pals, 

Whole  blooiruig  beauty  foon  decays.-      || 


F.S"A   L  M     X.XXVIL  6$ 

3  Depend  on  God,  and  him  obey  ; 
So  thou  within  the  land  fhalt  ftay, 

Secure  from  danger  and  from  want  i 

4  Make  his  commands  thy  chief  delight. 
And  he,  thy  duty  to  requite, 

Shall  aVl  thy  earneft  withes  grant. 

5  Tn  all  thy  ways  trufi:  thou  the  Lord, 
And  he  will  needful  help  afford, 

To  perfect  ev'ry  juft  defign  ; 

6  He'll  make,  like  light,  ferene  and  clear, 
Thy  clouded  innocence  appear, 

And  as  a  midday  fun  to  fnine. 

7  With  quiet  mind  on  God  depend, 
Andpatiently  for  him  attend, 

Nor  let  thy  anger  fondly  rife, 
Though  wicked  men  with  wealth  abound, 
And  with  fuccefs  their  plots  are  crown'd, 

Which  they  malicioufly  devife. 

S  From  anger  ceafe,  and  wrath  forfake  j 
Let  no  ungovern'd  paffion  make 
Thy  wav'ring  heart  efpoufe  their  crime  ; 
9  For  God  (hall  finful  men  deftroy  ; 
Whilfl  only  they  the  land  enjoy, 
Who  trull  in  him  and  wait  his  time. 

io  How  foon  fhall  wicked  men  decay  ; 
Their  place  fhall  vanifh  quite  away, 
Nor  by  thefrricleft  fearch  be  found  ; 
it  Whilft  humble  fouls  poffefs  the  earth, 
Rejoicing  Mill  with  godly  mirth, 
With  peace  and  plenty  always  crown'd. 

PART    .II. 
f.2  While  fmful  crowds,  with  falfe  defign, 
Againrt  the  rightcou^few  combine,  [{ 


M  P    S   A    L   M      XXXVII. 

And  gnafh  their  teeth,and  threat'ningftand; 

13  God  (hall  their  empty  plots  deride, 
And  laugh  at  their  defeated  pride  : 

He  fees  their  ruin  near  at  hand. 

14  They  draw  the  fvvord,  and  bend  the  bow, 
The  poor  and  needy  to  o'erthrow, 

And  men  of  upright  lives  to  flay  : 

15  But  their  ftrong  bows  fhall  foon  be  broke ; 
Their  fharpen'd  weapons'  mortal  ftroke 

Thro'  their  own  hearts  fhall  force  its  way. 

16  A  little,  with  God's  favour  bleft, 
That's  by  one.  righteous  man  pofTefs'd, 

The  wealth  of  many  bad  excels  : 

17  For  God  fupports  the  juft  man's  caufe  ; 
But  as  for  thofe  that  break  his  laws, 

Their  unfuccefsful  pow'r  he  quells. 

18  His  conftant  care  the  upright  guides, 
And  over  all  their  life  prefides  ; 

Their  portion  fhall  forever  laft  : 

19  They,  when  diftrefs  o'erwhelms  the  earth, 
Shall  be  unmov'd,  and  ev*n  in  dearth 

The  happy  fruits  of  plenty  tafte. 

20  Not  fo  the  wicked  men,  and  thofe 
Who  proudly  dare  God's  will  oppofe  : 

Deftruttion  is  their  haplefs  fhare  : 
Like  fat  of  lambs  their  hopes  and  they, 
Shall  in  an  inftant  melt  away, 

And  vanifli  into  fmoke  and  air. 

PART      III. 

21  While  finners  brought  to  fad  decay, 
Still  borrow  on  and  never  pay, 

The  juft  have  will  and  pow'r  to  give.        |) 


PSALM     XXXVII?  $s 

£2  For  fnch  as  God  vouchfa.fes  to  blcfs, 
Shall  peaceably  the  earth' poifefs, 
And  tllofe  he  curfes  ihall  not  live. 

33 The  good  man's  way  is  God's  delight, 
He  orders  all  the  fteps  aright, 
Of  him  that  moves  by  his  command  : 
a4.Th01.1gli" lie  fb-metimes  may  be  diffrefs'dj 
Yet  mail  he  ne'er  be  quite  opprefsfd, 
For  God  upholds  him  with  his  hand. 

2  5  From  my  firfl  youth,  'till  age  prevail'd, 
I  never  faw  the  righteous  fail'd 
Or  xvant  overtake  his  num'rous  race  ; 
26  Becaiife  companion  fill'd  his  hearty 
And  he  did  cheerfully  impart, 
God  made  his  offspring's  wealth  increafe* 

in  With  caution  fliun  each  wicked  deed, 
In  virtue's  ways  with  zeal  proceed, 
And  fo  prolong  your  happy  days  : 
zS  For  G,od,  who  judgment  loves,  does  ftill 
Preferve  his  faints  fecure  from  ill, 
While  foon  the  wicked  race  decays. 

29,30,  31  The  upright  mail  pofTefs  the  land. 
His  portion  fhail  for  ages  ftand  ; 

His  mouth  with  wifdom  is  fupply'd, 
His  tongue  by  rules  of  judgment  moves, 
His  heart  the  law  of  God  approves  ; 

Therefore  his  footfteps  never  fiide» 

P  A  R  T      IV. 

31  In  wait  the  watchful  fmner  lies, 
In  vain  the  righteous  to  furprife, 

In  vain,  his  ruin  does  decree  :  J) 

F2 


66  PSALM     XXXVIII. 

33  God  will  not  him  defencelefs  leave 
To  his  revenge  expos' d,  but  fave, 

And  when  he's  fentenc'd,  let  him  free. 

34  Wait  ftill  on  God  ;  keep  his  command, 
And  thou,  exalted  in  the  land, 

Thy  bleft  poffeffion  ne'er  fha!l  quit  ; 
The  wicked  foon  deftroy'd  fhall  be, 
And  at  his  dilmal  tragedy 

Thou  malt  a  fafe  fpectator  fit. 

35  The  wicked  I  in  pow'r  have  feen, 
And  like  a  bay  tree  frefli  and  green, 

That  fpreads  its  pleafant  branches  round  : 

36  Buthe  was  gone  as  fwift  as  thought, 
And  though  in  ev'ry  place  I  fought, 

No  fign  or  track  of  him  I  found. 

37  Obferve  the  perfect  man  with  care, 
And  mark  alt  fuch  as  upright  are  ; 

Their  roughed  days  in  peace  fhall  end  : 

38  While  on  the  latter  end  of  thofe, 
Who  dare  God's  (acred  will  oppofe, 

A  common  ruin  mall  attend. 

39  God  to  the  juft  will  aid  afford  : 
Their  only  fafeguard  i-s  the  Lord  ; 

Their  ftrength,  in  time  of  need,  is  he  : 

40  Becaufe  on  him  they  (till  depend, 
The  Lord  will  timely  fuccour  fend, 

And  from  the  wicked  fet  them  free. 

Pfalm  XXXVIII.    Common  metre. 

1  HPHY  chafl'ning  wrath,  O  Lord,  reflrain, 
■*■      Tho'  I  deferve  it  all  ; 
Nor  let  at  Once  on  me  the  ftorm 
OfthydifpleafurefaU.  I| 


P  SAL  M     XXXVIII*  6-j 

%  In  ev'ry  wretched  part  of  me 
Thy  arrows  deep  remain  ; 
Thy  heavy  hand's  afflicting  weight 
I  can  no  more  fuftain. 

3  My  fiefh  is  one  continued  wound, 

Thy  wrath  fo  fiercely  glows  ; 
Betwixt,  my  punifhment  and  gtiilt, 
My  bones  have  no  repofe. 

4  My  fins  which  to  a  deluge  fwell, 

My  finking  head  o'erflow  ; 
And,  for  my  feeble  ftrength  to  bear, 
Too  vaft  a  burden  grow. 

5  Stench  and  corruption  fill  my  wounds, 

My  folly's  juft  return  : 

6  With  trouble  I  am  warp'd  and  bow'd, 

And  all  day  long  I  mourn. 

7  A  loath'd  difeafe  afflicts  my  loins, 

Infecting  ev'ry  part ;    . 

8  With  ficknefs  worn,  I  groan  and  roar, 

Through  anguifh  of  my  heart. 

PART      II. 

9  But,  Lord,  before  thy  fearching  eyes 

All  my  deft res  appear  ; 
And,  fure,  my  groans  have  been  too  loud, 

Not  to  have  reach'd  thine  ear. 
io  My  heart's  opprefs'd,  my  ftrength  decay'd. 

My  eyes  depriv'd  of  light  : 
ii  friends,  lovers,  kinfmen,  gaze  aloof 

On  fuch  a  diimal  fight. 

12  Mean  while,  the  foes  that  feek  my  life, 
Their  fnares  to  take  me  fet  ; 
Vent  (landers,  and  contrive  all  day 
To  forge  fome  new  deceit,  il 


6%  f  S  A   L  M     XXXIX. 

13  But  I,  as  if  both  deaf  and  d*irn>, 

Nor  heard,  nor  once  reply'd  ; 

14  Quite  deaf  and  dumb,  like  one  whefe  tongue 

With  confeious  guilt  is  ty'd. 

15  For,  Lord,  to  thee  I  do  appeal, 

My  innocence  to  clear  ; 
Afiur'd  that  thou*  the  righteous  God, 
My  injur'd  caufe  \vill  hear. 

16  "  Hear  me,!'  faid  I,  "  left  my  proud  foes 

"  A  fpiteful  joy  difpJay  ; 
lt  Inlulting,  if  they  fee  my  foot 
"  But  once  to  go  affray." 

17  And  with  continu'd  grief  opprefs'd, 

To  fink  I  now  begin, 
1 3  To  thee,  O  Lord,  I  will  confefs, 

To  thee  bewail  my  fin. 
19  But  whilft  I  languifh,  my  proud  foes 

Their  ftrength  and  vigour  boaft  ; 
And  they  who  hate  me  without  caufe, 

Are  grown  a  dreadful  lioft. 

zo  Ev'n  they  whom  I  oblig'd,  return 
My  kindnefs  with  defpite  ; 
And  are  my  enemies,  becaufe 
I  choofe  the  path  that's  right. 

21  Forfake  not  me,  O  Lord  my  God, 

Nor  far  from  me  depart  ; 

22  MaTce  nafte  to  my  relief,  O  thou 

Who  my  falvation  art. 

Pfalltt  XXXIX.  Common  metre. 

2  "O  ESOLV'D  to  watch  o'er  all  my  ways, 
-tv     I  kept  my  tongue  in  awe  ;. 
I  curb'd  my  hafty  words,  when  I 
The  profp'to'us  wicked  law,  \) 


P.  S\A   fc  M-.  XXXIX,  £9 

2,  Like  one  that's  dumb,  Tfileh't  flood, 

And  did  my  -tongue  refrain 
•  From  good  difcourfe';  but  that  reftraint      . 

Increas'  d  my  inward  -pain , ' 

3  My  heart  did'glow,  which  working  thoughts 

Did  hot  and  reliefs  make  ; 
And  warm  refl-eclions  fann'd  the  fire, 
Till  thus  at  length  I  fpake  : 

4  "  Lord,  let  me  know  my  term  of  days, 

1 '  How  foon  my  life  will  end  : 
"  The  numerous  train  of  ills  difclofe, 
"  Which  this  frail  ftate  attend." 

5  My  life,  thouknow'ft,  is  but  a  fpan  | 

A  cypher  fums  my  years  ; 
And  ev'ry  man,  in  beft  eftate, 
But  vanity  appears. 

6  Man,  like  a  fhadow,  vainly  walks, 

With  fruitlefs  cares  opprefs'd  j 
He  heaps  up  wealth,  but  cannot  tell 
By  whom  'twill  be  poflTefs'd. 

7  Why  then  mould  1  on  worthlefs  toys, 

With  anxious  care,  attend  ? 
On  thee  «:lone  my  ftedfaft  hope 
Shall  ever,  Lord,  depend. 
S,  9  Forgive  my  fins  ;  nor  let  me  fcorn'd 
By  foolifh  finners  be  ; 
For  I  was  dumb,  and  murmur'd  not, 
Becaufe  'twas  done  by  thee. 

io  The  dreadful  burden  of  thy  wrath 
In  mercy  foon  remove  ; 
Left  my  frail  flefn  too  weak  to  bear 
The  heavy  load  mould  prove.  |{ 


5©  PSALM      XL. 

ii  For  .when  thou  chaft'neft  man  for  fia. 
Thou  mak'it  his  beauty  fade 
(So  vain  a  thing  is  he  !)  like  cloth 
By  fretting  moths  decay' d. 

it  Lord,  hear  my  cry,  accept  my  tears>  . 
And  liften  to  my  prayer; 
Who  fojourn  like  a  ftranger  here, 
As  all  my  fathers  were. 
13  O  !  fpare  me  yet  a  little  time  J 
My  wafted  ftrength  reftore, 
Before  I  yanifh  quite  from  hence. 
And  fhall  be  ieen  no  more. 

JpfalmXL.  Long  metre. 

l  T  WAITED  meekly  for  the  Lord, 
J-     'Till  he  vouchfaf  da  kind  reply  ; 
Who  did  his  gracious  ear  afford, 
And  heard  from  heav'n  my  humble  cry. 
%  He  took  me  from  the  difmal  pit, 

When  founder' d  deep  in  miry  clay  ; 
On  folid  ground  he  plac'd  my  feet] 
And  fhffer'd  not  my  fteps  to  ftray. 

•  The  wonders  he  for  rue  has  wrought, 

Shall  fill  my  mouth  with  Tongs;  of  praife  ; 
And  others,  to  his  worfhip  brotfghr, 
To  hopes  of  like  deliv'rance  raife. 

4  For  bleflings  fhall  that  man  reward, 

Who  on  th'  almighty  Lord  relies  ; 

Who  treats  the  proud  with  difregard, 

And  hates  the  hypocrite's  difguife. 

5  Who  can  the  wond'rous  works  recount, 

Which  thou,  O  God,  for  us  haft  wrought? 
The  treafures  of  thy  love  furmount 
The  pow'r.  of  numbers^  fpeech  and  tho't. 


P    S'A    L    M     XL.'  71 

6  I've  learn1  d  that  thou  haft  riot  deur'd, 

Off rings  and  facrifice  alone  ; 
Nor  blood  of  guiltlefs"  beafts  requir'd,   ; 
For  man's  tranfgreflion  to  atone 

7  I  therefore  come come  to  fulfil 

The  oracles  thy  books  impart : 
&  'Tis  my  delight  to  do  thy  will  ; 
Thy  law  is  written  in  my  heart, 

PART     II. 
9  In  full  afTembiies  I  have  told 

Thy  truth  and  righteouinel's  at  large  : 
-Nor .dioV  thou -know' ft,  my  lips  withhold 

From  uttering  what  thou  gav'ii  in  charge, 
to  Nor  kept  within  my  breaft  cohfin'd, 
Thy  faithfuhiefs  and  favi-ng  grace  ; 
But  preach' d  thy  love  for  all  defign'd, 
That  all  might  that  and  truth  embrace 

£  1  Then  let  thofe  mercies  I  declar'd 
To  others,  Lord,  extend  to  me  ; 
Thy  loving  kindnefs  my  reward, 
Thy  truth  my  fure  protection  be. 
12  For  I  with  troubles  am  diftrefs'd, 
Too  vaft  and  numberlefs  to  bear  : 
Nor  lefs  with  loads  of  guilt  opprefs'd, 
That  plunge  and  fink  me  to  ckipair. 

As  foon,  alas  1  I  may  recount 
The  hairs  on  this  afflicted  head  ; 

IVIy  vanquifh'd  courage  they  furmount,      - 
And  fill  my  drooping  foul  with  dread. 

PART    HI. 
S3  But,  Lord,  to  my  relief  draw  near  j 
•For  never  was  more  prefting  need  s 
In  my  delivVance,  Lord,  appear, 
And  add'  to  tfiat  ft&Rrfk&t  i£*ed,  [\ 


72  PSALM      XLI. 

14  Confufion  on  their  beads  return, 

Who  to  deftroy  my  foul  combine  ; 

Let  them  defeated,  blufh  and  mourn, 

Enfnar'd  in  their  own  vile  defign. 

15  Their  doom  let  defolation  be, 

With  fhame  their  malice  be  repaid, 
Who  mock'd  my  confidence  in  thee, 
And  fport  of  my  affliction  made. 
26  While  thofe  who  humbly  feek  thy  face, 
To  joyful  triumphs  fhall  be  rais'd  ; 
And  all  who  prize  thy  faving.  grace, 
With  merefound—  the  Lord  be  prais'd, 

X7.Thus,  wretched  though  I  am,  and  poor, 
Of  me  th'  almighty  Lord  takes  care  : 
Thou,  God,  who  only  canrft  reftore, 
To  my  relief  with  1  peed  repair. 

}j5ftlltn  XLI.  Common  metre. 

1   T  TAPPY  the  man  whole  tender  care 
XT     Relieves  the  poor  diftrefs'd  ; 
When  he's  by  troubles  compafs'd  round, 
The  Lord  fliall  give  him  reft, 
a  The  Lord  his  life  with  bleflings  crown'd, 
In  fafety  fliall  prolong  ; 
And  difappoint  the  will  of  thofe, 
Who  feek  to  do  him  wrong. 

3  If  he  lit  languifoing  eflate, 

Opprefs'd  with  ficknefs  lie  ; 

The  Lord  will  eafy  make  his  bed, 

And  inward  ftrength  fupply. 

4  Secure  of  this,  to  thee,  my  God, 

I  thus  my  prayer  addrefs'd  ; 
*'  Lord,  for  thy  mercy,  heal  my  foul, 
K  Th-j  I  have  much  ^anfgrcf/d.** 


PSALM      XLI.  *j$ 

5  My  cruel  foes,  with  fland'rous  words 

Attempt  to  wound  my  fame  :    . 
*«  When  mall  he  die  (fay  they)  and  men 
"  Forget  his  very  name  r* 

6  Suppofe  they  formal  vifits  make, 

'Tis  all  but  empty  fhow  : 
They  gather  mifchief  in  their  hearts, 
And  vent  it  where  they  go. 

7,  8  With  private  whifpers,  fuch  as  thefe, 
To  hurt  me  they  devife  : 
"  A  fore  difeafe  afflicts  him  now  : 
"  He's  fall'n  no  more  to  rife.'* 
g  My  own  familiar  bofom  friend, 
On  whom  I  mod  rely'd, 
Has  me  whofe  daily  gueft  he  was, 
With  open  fcorn  defy'd. 

10  But  thou  my  fad  and  wretched  ftate, 
In  mercy,  Lord,  regard  ; 
And  raife  me  up,  that  all  their  crimes 
May  meet  their  juft  reward. 
ii  By  this  I  know,  thy  gracious  ear 
Is  open  when  I  call ; 
Becaufe  thou  fuffer'ft  not  my  foes 
To  triumph  in  my  fall. 

12  Thy  tender  care  fecures  my  life 

From  danger  and  difgrace  ; 
And  thou  vouchfaf 'ft  to  fet  me  ftill 
Before  thy  glorious  face. 

13  Let  therefore  IfraeVs  Lord  and  God 

From  age  to  age  be  bleft  : 
And  all  the  people's  glad  applaufe 
"With  loud  amens  exprefs'd. 


74  P    3   A    L   M      XLII. 

JJfalnt  XLII.   Common  metre. 

i     A  S  pants  the  heart  for  cooling  ftreams 
-tX    When  heated  in  the  chace  ; 
So  longs  my  foul,  O  God,  for  thee, 
And  thy  refrefhing  grace. 

2  For  thee,  my  God,  the  living  God, 

My  thirfty  foul  doth  pine  : 
O !  when  (hall  I  behold  thy  face, 
Thou  majefty  divine  ? 

3  Tears  are  my  conftant  food,  while  thus 

In ful ting  foes  upbraid  ; 
'*  Deluded  wretch  !  where's  now  thy  God  ? 
And  where  his  promis'd  aid  ?." 

4  I  figh  whene'er  my  mnfing  thoughts 

Thofe  happy  days  prefent, 
When  I  with  troops  of  pious  friends 
Thy  temple  did  frequent  : 

When  I  advanc'd  with  fongs  of  praife, 

My  folemn  vows  to  pay  ; 
And  led  the  joyful  facred  throng, 

That  kept  the  feftal  day. 

5  Why  reftlefs,  why  cad  down  my  foul  ? 

Truft  God,  and  he'll  employ 
His  aid  for  thee,  and  change  thele  fighs 
To  thankful  hymns  of  joy. 

6  My  foul's  caft  down,  O  God  ;  but  thinks 

On  thee  and  Sion,  ftill  ; 
From  Jordan's  banks,  from  Herman  s heights, 
And  MtJJar's  humbler  hill. 

7  One  trouble  calls  another  on  ; 

And,  burfting  o'er  my  head, 
F..1I  fpouting  down,  'till  round  my  foul, 
A  roaring  fea  is  fpread.  it 


PSALM     XLIII.  75 

$  But  when  thy  prefence,  Lord  of  life, 
Has  once  diipell'dthe  ftorm, 
To  thee  I'll  midnight  ancherns  ling, 
And  all  my  vows  perform. 

9  God  of  my  ftrength,  how  long  fhall  I, 

Like  one  forgotten,  mourn, 
Forlorn,  forfaken,  and  expos'd 
To  my  oppreflbrs  fcorn. 

10  My  heart  is  pierc'd  as  with  a  fword, 

Whilft  thus  my  foes  upbraid  ; 
**  Vain  boafter,  where  is  now  thy  God  j 
"  And  where  his  promis'd  aid  ?" 

1 1  Why  reftlefs,  why  caft  down  my  foul  ? 

Hope  ftill  ;  and  thou  fhalt  fing 
The  praile  of  him  who  is  thy  God, 
Thy  health's  eternal  fpring. 

Pfalm  XLIII.  Long  metre. 

i    TUST  Judge  of  heav'n,  againft  my  foes 
«J     Do  thou  affert  my  injur'd  right  : 
O !  fet  me  free,  my  God,  from  thofe 
That  in  deceit  and  wrong  delight. 

2  Since  thou  art  ltlll  my  only  ftay, 

Why  leav'ft  thou  me  in  deep  diitrefs  ? 
Why  go  I  mourning  all  the  day, 
Whilft  me  infulting  foes  opprefs  ? 

3  Let  me  with  light  and  truth  be  bleft, 

Be  thefe  my  guides,  and  lead  the  waly,  . 
'Till  on  thy  holy  hill  I  reft, 
And  in  thy  facred  temple  pray. 

4  Then  will  I  there  frefh  altars  raife 

To.  God  who  is  my  only  joy  ; 
And  well  tun'd  harps  with  longs  ofpraife 
Shall  all  my  grateful  hours  employ.         !l 


7$  PSALM     XLIV. 

5  Why  then  caft  down,  my  foul  ?  and  why 
So  much  opprefs'd  with  anxious  care  ? 
On  God,  thy  God,  for  aid  rely  ; 
Who  will  thy  ruin'd  ftate  repair. 
*"   '  ■      ■   — — — 

Pfalttl  XLIV.    Common  metre. 

i  f^\  LORD,  our  fathers  oft  have  told 
^^    In  our  attentive  ears, 
Thy  wonders  in  their  days  perform'd, 
And  elder  times  than  the  ire  : 
a  How  thou,  to  plant  them  here,  didft  drive 
The  heathen  from  this  land, 
Dispeopled  by  repeated  ftrokes 
Of  thy  avenging  hand. 

3  For  not  their  courage,  nor  their  iword, 

To  them  poiTeition  gave  ^ 
Nor  ftrength,  that  from  unequal  force, 

Their  fainting  troops  could  lave  ; 
But  thy  right  hand,  and  pow'rful  arm, 

Whofe  fuccour  they  implor'd  ; 
Thy  prefence  with  the  chofen  race, 

Who  thy  great  name  ador'd. 

4  As  thee  their  God  our  fathers  own'd, 

Thou  art  our  fov'reign  King  ; 
O  !  therefore,  as  thou  didft  to  them, 
To  us  deliv'rance  bring. 

5  Through  thy  victorious  name,  our  arms 

The  proudeft  foe  ihall  quell ; 
And  crufh  them  with  repeated  ftrokes, 
As  oft  as  they  rebel. 

6  I'll  neither  truft  my  bow  nor  fword, 

When  I  in  fight  engage  : 

7  But  thee,  who  haft  our  foes  fubdu'd, 

And  Iham'd  their  fpiteful  rage. 


PSALM     XXIV.  7>7 

I  To  thee  the  triumph  we  afcribe, 
From  whom  the  conqueft  came  : 
In  God  we  will  rejoice  all  day. 
And  ever  blefs  his  name. 

PART      II. 

9  But  thou  haft  caft  us  off ;  and  now 

Mod  fnamefully  we  yield  ; 
For  thou  no  more  veuchfaf'ft  to  lead 
Our  armies  to  the  field. 

10  Since  when,  to  ev'ry  upftart  foe 

We  turn  our  backs  in  fight ; 
And  with  our  fpoil  their  malice  feaft, 
Who  bear  us  ancient  fpite. 

ii  To  Slaughter  doom'd,  we  fall  like  fheep 
Into  their  butch'ring  hands  ; 
Or  (what's  more  wretched  yet)  furvive, 
Difperf'd  thro'  heathen  lands. 
12  Thy  people  thou  haft  fold  for  (laves  ; 
And  fet  their  price  fo  low, 
That  not  thy  treafure  by  the  &fe, 
But  their  difgrace  may  grow  ; 

13, 14  Reproach'd  by  all  the  nations  round, 
The  heathen's  byeword  grown  ; 
Whole  fcorn  of  us  is  both  in  fpeech, 
And  mocking  geftures,  mown. 

15  Confufion  ftrikes  me  blind  ;  my  face 

In  confeious  ihame  I  hide  ; 

16  While  we  are  feoff' d,  and  God  blafphem'd, 

By  their  licentious  pride. 

PART      III. 

17  On  us  this  heap  of  woes  is  fall'n  ; 

All  this  we  have  endur'd  ; 
Yet  have  not,  Lord,  renoune'd  thy  name, 
Or  faith  to  thee  abjur'd  ;  (J 

G   2 


?8  P    9   A    L   M     XLV. 

18  But  in  thy  righteous  paths  have  kept 
Our  hearts  and  fteps  with  care  ; 

i^Tho'  thou  haft  broken  all  our  ftrength, 
And  we  almoft  defpair. 

20  Could  we,  forgetting  thy  great  name, 

On  other  Gods  rely, 

21  And  not  the  fearcher  of  all  hearts 

The  treach'rous  crime  defcry  ? 
22 Thou  feeft  what  lufF'rings  for  thy  lake 
We  ev'ry  day  fuftain  j 
All  flaughter'd,  or  referv'd  like  flieep 
Appointed  to  be  llain. 

23  Awake,  arile  ;  let  feeming  fleep 

No  longer  thee  detain  ; 
Nor  let  us,  Lord,  who  iue  to  thee, 
Forever  fue  in  vain. 

24  O  !  wherefore  hid  eft  thou  thy  face 

From  our  affticled  ftate, 
25\Vhofe  fouls  and  bodies  fink  to  earth 
With  grid's  oppreiTive  weight  ? 

26  Arife,  O  Lord,  and  timely  hafte 
To  our  deliv' ranee  make  : 
Redeem  us,  Lord,  if  dot  for  ours, 
Yet  for  thy  mercy's  lake. 

IPfalltl  XLV.     Common  metre. 

iT  1CTHTLE  I  the  King's  loud  praife  rehear fe 
W      Indited  by  my  heart, 
My  tongue  is  like  the  pen  of  him 
That  writes  with  ready  art. 
a  How  matchlefs  is  thy  form,  C  King  ! 
Thy  mouth  with  grace  o'erflows  ; 
Becaule  frefli  bleffings  God  on  thee 
Eternally  beftows.  li 


p  $  A  ■  L  M    XLV.  79 

3  Gird  on  thy  Iword,  moft  mighty  Prince, 

And  clad  in  rich  array, 
With  glorious  ornaments  of  pow'r, 
Majeftick  pomp  difplay. 

4  Ride  on  in  flate,  and  ftill  protect 

The  meek,  the  juft,  the  true  ; 
Whilft  thy  right  hand  with  fvvift  revenge 
Does  all  thy  foes  purfue. 

5  How  (harp  thy  weapons  are  to  them 

That  dare  thy  pow'r  oppofe  ! 
Down,  down  they  fall,  while  thro'  their  heart 
The  pointed  arrow  goes. 

6  But  thy  firm  throne,  O  God,  is  fiVd 

For  ever  tQ  endure  ; 
Thy  fcepter'd  fway  mall  always,  laft, 
By  righteous  laws  fecure. 

7  Becaufe  thy  heart,  by  juftice  led, 

Did  upright  ways  approve, 
And  hated  ftill  the  crooked  paths 

Where  wand'ring  finners  rove  ; 
Therefore  did  God,  thy  God,  on  thee 

The  oil  of  gladnefs  med  ; 
And  has,  above  thy  fellows  round, 

Advanced  thy  lofty  head. 

8  With  cafiia,  aloes,  awl^yrrh, 

Thy  royal  robes  ab    .end  : 
Which,  from  the  {lately  wardrobe  brought, 
Spread  grateful  odours  round. 

9  Among  the  honourable  train 

Did  princely  virgins  wait ; 
The  Queen  was  plac'd  at  thy  right  hand 
In  golden  robes  of  ftate,  |J 


So  PSALM     XLV. 

P  ART      II. 

io  But  thou,  0  royal  bride,  give  ear, 
And  to  my  words  attend  : 
Forget  thy  native  country  now, 
And  ev'ry  former  friend. 

ii  So  fhall  thy  beauty  charm  the  King, 
Nor  mall  his  love  decay  : 
For  he  is  now  become  thy  Lord  ; 
To  him  due  rev'rence  pay. 

12  The  Tynan  matrons,  rich  and  proud, 

Shall  humble  prefents  make, 
And  all  the  wealthy  nations  fue, 
Thy  favour  to  partake. 

13  The  King's  fair  daughter's  beauteous  foul 

All  inward  graces  till, 
Her  raiment  is  of  purelt  gold, 
Adorn'd  with  coltly  flail. 

1 4  She  in  her  nuptial  garments  drefs'd, 

With  needles  richly  wrought, 
Attended  by  her  virgin  train, 
Shall  to  the  King  be  brought. 

15  With  all  the  Mate  of  folemn  joy 

The  triumph  moves  along  ; 
'Till,  with  wide  gates,  the  royal  court 

Receives  the  pompous  throng. 
i6Thou,  in  thy  royal  Father's  room, 

Mult  princely',    iS  expect  ; 
Whom  thou  to  difFVent  realms  may 'ft  fend 

To  govern  and  protect  : 

i7Whilft  this  my  long  to  future  times 
Tranfmits  the  glorious  name  ; 
And  makes  the  world  with  one  content 
Thy  lalting  praife  proclaim.  | 


PSALM    XLVI.  8j 

Jpfalltt  XLVI.  Particular  metre. 

i  f~*  OD  is  our  refuge  in  diftrefs  ; 

VT    A  prefent  help  when  dangers  prefs  ; 
In  him,  undaunted,  we'll  confide  : 
2,  3  Tho'  earth  were  from  her  centre  tofs'd 
And  mountains  in  the  ocean  loft, 
Torn  piecemeal  by  their  roaring  tide. 

4  A  gentler  ftream  with  gladnefs  ftill 
The  city  of  our  Lord  fhall  fill, 

The  royal  feat  of  God  moft  high  ; 

5  God  dwells  in  Siori,  whofe  fairtow'rs 
Shall  mockth'  aftauits  of  earthly  pow'rs, 

While  his  almighty  aid  is  nigh, 

6  In  tumults  when  the  heathen  rag'd, 
And  kingdoms  war  againft  us  wag'd  . 

He  thunder'd,  and  difpers'd  their  pow'rs, 

7  The  Lord  of  hofts  conduces  our  arms, 
Our  tow'r  of  refuge  in  alarms, 

Our  father's  guardian  God,  and  ours. 

8  Come  fee  the  wonders  he  has  wrought, 
On  earth  what  defolution  brought ; 

9  How  he  has  calm'd  the  jarring  world  ; 
He  broke  the  warlike  fpear  and  bow  ; 
With  them  their  thund'ring  chariots  too 

Into  devouring  flames  were  hurl'd. 

io  Submit  to  God's  almighty  fway  ; 
For  him  the  heathen  fhall  obey, 
And  earth  her  fov'reign  Lord  confefs  : 
ii  The  God  of  hofts  conducts  our  arms,     . 
Our  tow'r  of  refuge  in  alarms, 
As  to  our  fathers  in  diftrefs. 


82  PSALM     XLVII,     XLVIII. 

PfalmXLVII.  Long  metre. 

i  f~\  ALL  ye  people,  clap  your  hands, 
2  V-/  And  with  triumphant  voices  fing  : 
No  force  the  mighty  pow'r  withftands, 
Of  God,  the  univerfal  King. 
3, 4 He  fhall  oppofing  nations  quell, 

And  with  fuccefs  our  battles  fight ; 
Shall  fix  the  place  where  we  muft  dwell, 
The  pride  of  Jacd  his  delight. 

5, 6  God  is  gone  up,  our  Lord  and  King, 

With  fhouts  of  joy,  and  trumpets  found  : 
To  him  repeated  praifes  fing, 

And  let  the  cheerful  fong  go  round. 
7,  8  Your  utraoft  flcill  in  praife  be  ihown, 
For  him  who  all  the  world  commands  ; 
Who  fits  upon  his  righteous  throne, 
And  fpreads  his  fway  o'er  heathen  lands. 

9  Our  chiefs,  and  tribes,  that  far  from  hence 
T'  adore  the  God  of  Abra'm  came  ; 
Found  him  their  conftant  fure  defence, 
How  great  and  glorious  is  his  name  ! 

IPfalttt  XLVIII.  Common  metre. 

i  THHE  Lord,  the  only  God,  is  great, 
■*•      And  greatly  to  be  prais'd 
In  Sion,  on  whofe  happy  mount 
His  facred  throne  is  rais'd. 

2  Her  tow'rs  the  joy  of  all  the  earth, 

With  beauteous  profpeft  rile  ; 
On  her  north  fide  th'  almighty  King's 
Imperial  city  lies. 

3  God  in  her  palaces  is  known  : 

.  His  prefence  is  her  guard  ; 

4  Confederate  kings  withdrew  their  fiege, 

And  of  fuccefs  defpair'd.  | 


PSALM     XLVIII.  S3 

5  They  view'd  her  walls,  admir'd  and  fled, 
With  grief  and  terrour  ftruck  ; 

g  Like  women  whom  the  fudden  pangs 
Of  travail  had  o'ertook. 

7  No  wretched  crew  of  mariners 

Appear  like  them  forlorn, 
When  fleets  from  Tarjhffis  wealthy  coafts 
By  eaftern  winds  are  torn. 

8  In  Sum  we  have  feen  perform'd 

A  work  that  was  foretold  : 
In  pledge  that  God  for  times  to  come, 
His  city  will  uphold. 

9  Not  in  our  fortrefTes  and  walls 

Did  we,  O  God,  confide  ; 
But  on  the  temple  fix'd  our  hopes, 
In  which  thou  didft  refide. 

10  According  to  thy  fbv'reign  name, 

Thy  praife  thro'  earth  extends  ; 
Thy  pow'rful  arm  as  juftice  guides, 
Chaftifes  or  defends, 

11  Let  Sion's  mount  with  joy  refound, 

Her  daughters  all  be  taught, 
In  fongs  his  judgments  to  extol, 
Who  this  deliv'rance  wrought. 
i2Compafs  her  walls  with  folemn  pomp  ; 
Your  eyes  quite  round  her  caft  ; 
Count  all  her  tow'rs,  and  fee  if  there 
You  find  one  ftone  difplac'd. 

13  Her  forts  and  palaces  furvey  j 
Obferve  their  order  well  ; 
That,  with  alTurance,  to  your  heirs, 
The  wonder  you  may  teU,  H 


84  psalm      XLIX. 

i4.This  God  is  ours,  and  will  be  ours, 
Whilft  we  in  him  confide  ; 
Who,  as  he  has  preferv'd  us  nowt 
'Till  death  will  be  our  guide. 

1    ■  ■       ■  ■     i     i      . 

IPfallll  XLIX.  Common  metre. 

i   T   ET  all  the  lift'ning  world  attend, 

2  -»-'  And  my  inftructions  hear  : 

Let  high  and  low,  and  rich  and  poor, 
With  joint  confent  give  ear  : 

3  My  mouth,  with  facred  wifdom  fill'd, 

Shall  good  advice  impart ; 
The  found  refult  of  prudent  thoughts, 
Digelted  in  my  heart. 

4.  To  parables  of  weighty  fenfe 
I  will  my  ear  incline  ; 
While  to  my  tuneful  harp  I  fing, 
Dark  words  of  deep  defign. 

5  Why  fhould  my  courage  fail  in  times 

Of  danger  and  of  doubt  ; 
When  finners,  that  would  me  fupplant, 
Have  compafs'd  me  about  ? 

6  Thofe  men,  that  all  their  hope  andtrufl 

In  heaps  of  treafure  place  : 
And  boafting,  triumph,  when  they  fee 
Their  ill  got  wealth  increafe  ; 

7  Are  yet  unable  from  the  grave 

Their  deareft  friend  to  free  ; 
Nor  can,  by  force  of  coftly  bribes, 
Reverfe  God's  firm  decree. 

S,9Their  vain  endeavours  they  mufl  quit, 
The  price  is  held  too  high  : 
No  fums  can  purchafe  fuch  a  grant, 
That  man  fhaH  never  die,,  11 


PSALM     XLIX.  g£ 

roNot  wifdom  can  the  wife  exempt, 
Nor  fools  their  folly  fave  ; 
But  both  muft  perifh,  and  in  death, 
Their  wealth  to  others  leave. 

ii  For  thV  they  think  their  ftately  feats 
Shall  ne'er  to  ruin  fall  j 
But  their  remembrance  laft  in  lands, 
Which  by  their  names  they  call  ; 
1 2  Yet  mail  their  fame  be  foon  forgot, 
How  great  foe'er  their  ftate  : 
With  beafts  their  memory,  and  they, 
Shall  fhare  one  common  fate. 

'       PART      II. 

13 How  great  their  folly  is,  who  thus 
Abfurd  conclusions  make  ! 
And  yet  their  children,  unreclaim'd, 
Repeat  the  grofs  millake. 
i4.They  all,  like  fheep  to  (laughter  led, 
The  prey  of  death  are  made  ; 
Their  beauty,  while  the  juft  rejoice, 
Within  the  grave  mall  fade. 

15  But  God  will  yet  redeem  my  foul ; 
And  from  the  greedy  grave 
His  greater  pow'r  fhall  fet  me  free, 
And  to  himfelf  receive. 
i6Then  fear  not  thou,  when  worldly  men 
In  envy'd  wealth  abound  ; 
.Nor  tho'  their  profp'rous  houfe  increafe, 
With  ftate  and  honour  crow  if  d. 

17  For  when  they're   fummon'd    hence    by 
They  leave  all  this  behind  ;  [death, 

No  fhadow  of  their  former  pomp 
Within  the  grave  they  find  ;  |} 

H 


86  PSALM      L. 

1 8  And  yet  they  tho't  their  (late  was  blefr, 

Caught  in  the  flatt'rer's  lnare  : 
Who  praifes  thole  that  flight  all  elfe, 
And  of  themfelves  take  care. 

19  In  their  forefather's  fteps  they  tread  ; 

And  when,  like  them  they  die, 
Their  wretched  anceftors  and  they, 
In  endlefs  darknefs  lie. 

20  For  man,  how  great  foe'er  his  ftate  j 

Unlefs  he's  truly  wife, 
As  like  a  lenfual  beaft  he  lives, 
So,  like  a  beaft  he  dies. 


Jpfalttt  L.    Particular  metre. 

1  HPHE  Lord  hath  fpoke,  the  mighty  Gcd 

2  -A.    Hath  lent  his  fummons  all  abroad. 

From  dawning  light,  till  day  declines  : 
The  lift'ning  earth  his  voice  hath  heardj 
And  he  from  Sion  hath  appear'd, 

•Where  beauty  in  perfection  fhines. 

3,4Gur  God  mall  come,  and  keep  no  more 
Milconftru'd  filence,  as  before  ; 

But  wafting  flames  before  him  fend  : 
Around  mall  tempefts  fiercely  rage, 
While  he  does  heaven  and  earth  engage 

His  juft  tribunal  to  attend. 

5,  6  AOTemble  all  my  laints  to  me 
(Thus  runs  the  great  divine  decree) 

That  in  my  lafting  cov'nant  live  ! 
And  off' rings  bring  with  conftant  care  : 
(The  hcav'ns  his  juftice  fhall  declare  ; 

For  God  himfelf  flial!  fentence  give.) 


PSALM     L.  &7 

7  Attend,  my  people  ;  Ifrael  hear  ; 
Thy  ftrong  accufer  I'll  appear  ; 

Thy  God,  thy  only  God,  am  I  : 

8  'Tis  not  of  off'rings  I  complain, 
Which,  daily  in  my  temple  flain, 

My  (acred  altar  did  iupply. 

9  Will  this  alone  atonement  make  ? 
No  bullock  from  thy  (tall  I'll  take, 

Nor  he  goat  from  thy  fold  accept : 
io  The  foreft  beafts,  that  range  alone, 
The  cattle  too  are  all  my  own, 
That  on  a  thoufand  hills  are  kept. 

ii  I  know  the  fowls,  that  build  their  ncfts 
In  craggy  rocks  ;  and  favage  beafts, 
That  loofely  haunt  the  open  fields  : 
12  If  feiz'd  with  hunger  I  could  be, 
I  need  not  feek  relief  from  thee, 
Since  the  world's  mine,  and  all  it  yields. 

i3Think'ft  thou  that  I  have  any  need 
On  flaughter'd  bulls  and  goats  to  feed, 
To  eat  their  flefh,  and  drink  their  blood  ? 
14 The  facrifices  I  require, 
Are  hearts  which  love  and  zeal  infpire, 
And  vows  with  ftrickeft  care  made  good. 

15  In  time  of  trouble  call  on  me, 
And  I  will  let  thee  fafe  and  free  ; 
And  thou  returns  of  praife  fhalt  make-. 
i€But  to  the  wicked  thus  faith  God  : 
How  dar'ftthou  teach  my  laws  abroad, 
Or  in  thy  mouth  my  cov'nant  take  ? 

x-j  For  ftubborn  thou,  confirm'd  in  fin, 

Haft  proof  againlt  inftruetion  been,  j] 


88  PSALM     LI. 

And  of  my  word  didft  lightly  fpeak. 
iSWhen  thoua  fubtil  thief  didft  fee, 
Thou  gladly  didft  with  him  agree, 
And  with  adult'rers  didft  partake. 

19  Vile  flander  is  thy  chief  delight ; 

Thy  tongue  by  envy  mov'd,  and  fpite, 

Deceitful  tales  doft  hourly  fprea4. 

20 Thou  doft  with  hateful  fcandats  woiuid 

Thy  brother,  and  with  lyes  confound 

The  offspring  of  thy  mother's  bed. 

21  Thefe  things  didfl  thou,  whom  ftill  I  ftrOve 
To  gain  with  filence,  and  with  love  ; 

Till  thou  didft  wickedly  furmife, 
That  I  was fuch  an  one  as  thou  : 
But  I'll  reprove  and  fhame  thee  now, 

And  let  thy  fins  before  thine  eyes. 

22  Mark  this,  ye  wicked  fools,  left  I 
Let  all  my  bolts  of  vengeance  fly, 

While  nonefhall  dare  your  caufe  to  owe  : 

23  Who  praifes  me,  due  honour  gives  j 
And  to  the  man  who  juftiy  lives, 

My  ftrong  falvation  mail  be  mown. 


Pfalttt  LI.  Short  metre. 


H 


AVE  mercy,  Lord,  on  me, 
As  thou  wert  ever  kind  : 


Let  me  opprefs'd  with  loads  of  guilt, 

Thy  wonted  mercy  find. 
;,3  Warn  oft' my  foul  offence, 

And  cleanfe  me  from  my  fin  : 
For  I  confefs  my  crime,  and  fee 

How  great  my  guilt  has  been.- 


*  MALM     Lf.  89 

4  Againft  thee,  Lord,  alone, 
And  only  in  thy  fight, 

Have  I  tranfgrefs'd  j  and  tho'  condemn'd, 
Muft  own  thy  judgments  right. 

5  In  guilt  each  part  was  form'd 
Of  all  this  finful  frame  ; 

In  guilt  I  was  conceiv'd,  and  born 
The  heir  of  fin  and  fhame. 

6  Yet  thou,  whofe  fearching  eye 
Does  inward  truth  require, 

In  fecret  didft  with  wifdom's  laws 
My  tender  foul  infpire. 

7  With  hyflbp  purge  me,  Lord  ; 
And  fo  I  clean  mall  be  : 

I  fhall  with  {now  in  whitenefs  vie, 
When  purih'd  by  thee. 

8  Make  me  to  hear  with  joy 
Thy  kind  forgiving  voice  ; 

That  fo  the  bones  which  thou  haft  broke 
May  with  frefh  ftrengtb  rejoke. 
9, 10  Blot  out  my  crying  iins, 
Nor  me  in  anger  view ; 

Create  in  me  a  heart  that's  clean, 
An  upright  mind  renew. 

PART     n. 

n    Withdraw  not  thou  thy  help, 
Nor  caft  me  from  thy  fight  ; 
Nor  let  thy  holy  fpirit  take 
Its  everlafting  flight. 
12    The  joy  thy  favour  gives, 
Let  me  again  obtain  ; 
And  thy  free  ipirit's  firm  fupport 
My  fainting  foul  fuftain.  jj 

II  a 


gO  PSALM      LII. 

13  So  I  thy  righteous  ways 
To  Tinners  vfill  impart ; 

Whilft  my  advice  fhall  wicked  men, 
To  thy  juft  laws  convert. 

1 4  My  guilt  of  blood  remove, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God  ; 

And  my  glad  tongue  fhall  loudly  tell 
Thy  righteous  a&s  abroad. 

15  Do  thou  unlock  my  lips, 
With  forrow  clos'd,  and  fhame  : 

So  fhall  my  mouth  thy  wond'rous  praife 
To  all  the  world  proclaim. 

16  Could  facrifice  atone, 

Whole  flocks  and  herds  fhould  die  ; 
But  on  fuch  off' rings  thou  difdain'ft 
To  cafla  gracious  eye. 

17  A  broken  fpirit  is 

By  God  moft  highly  prizM  ; 
By  him  a  broken  contrite  heart 
Shall  never  be  defpis'd. 

18  Let  Sion  favour  find, 

Of  thy  good  wfll  aflur'd  ; 
And  thy  own  city  flourifh  long, 
By  lofty  walls  fecur'd. 

19  The  juft  fhall  then  attend, 
And  pleafmg  tribute  pay  ; 

And  facrifice  of  choicelt  kind, 
Upon  thy  altar  lay. 

Pfalm  LII.  Common  metre. 

1  |N  vain  O  man  of  lawlefs  might, 
1     Thou  boafl'ft  thyfelf  in  ill  ; 
Since  God,  the  God  in  whom  I  truft? 
Vouchfafes  his  favour  dill. 


PSALM      LIII.  gi 

2  Thy  wicked  tongue  does  fland'rous  tales 
Malicioufly  devife  ; 
And  Sharper  than  a  razor  fet, 
It  wounds  with  treach'rous  lyes. 

3, 4  Thy  thoughts  are  more  on  ill,  than  good, 
On  lyes  than  truth  employ'd  ; 
Thy  tongue  delights  in  words  by  which 
The  guilt lefs  are  deftroy'd. 

5  God  fhall  for  everblaft  thy  hopes, 

And  fnatch  thee  loon  away  ; 
Nor  in  thy  dwelling  place  permit, 
Nor  in  the  world  to  flay. 

6  The  juft,  with  pious  fear  fhall  fee 

The  downfal  of  thy  pride : 

And  at  thy  fudden  ruin  laugh, 

And  thus  thy  fall  deride  : 

7  "  See  there  the  man  that  haughty  was, 

Who  proudly  God  defy'd, 
Who  trufted  in  his  wealth,  and  ftill 
On  wicked  arts  rely'd." 

S  But  I  am  like  thofe  olive  plants 
1'hat  fhade  God's  temple  round,  j 
And  hope  with  his  indulgent  grace 
To  be  for  ever  crown'd. 
9  So  fhall  my  foul  with  praife,  O  God, 
Extol  thy  wond'rous  love ; 
And  on  thy  name  with  patience  wait ; 
For  rhis  thy  faints  approve. 

IPMttt  LIIL  Common  metre. 

s  HPHE  wicked  fools  muft  fure  fuppofe 
-*-      That  God  is  but  a  name  : 
This  grofs  miftake  their  practice  mows, 
Since  virtue  all  difcteini*  H 


9»  PSALM     LIV. 

2  The  Lord  look'd  down  from  HeavVs  high 

The  Ions  of  men  to  view,  [tow'r, 

To  lee  if  any  own'd  his  pow'r, 
Or  truth  or  juftice  knew. 

3  But  all  he  faw  were  backward  gone, 

Degen'rate  grown  and  bale  ; 
None  for  religion  car'd,  not  one 
Of  all  the  finful  race. 

4  But  are  thofe  workers  of  deceit 

So  dull  and  lenfelefs  grown  ; 
That  they  like  bread  my  people  eat, 
And  God's  juft  pow'r  difown  ? 

5  Their  caufelefs  fears  (hall  ftrangely  grow  ; 

And  they,  defpis'd  of  God, 
Shall  foon  be  foil'd  :  His  hand  fhall  throw 
Their  fhatter'd  bones  abroad. 

6  Would  he  his  faving  pow'r  employ, 

To  break  our  fervile  band, 
Loud  fhouts  of  univerfal  joy 
Should  echo  thro'  the  land. 


IPfalttt  LIV.    Common  metre. 

i   T   ORD,  fave  me,  for  thy  glorious  name* 

2  i-J     And  in  thy  ftrength  appear, 

To  judge  my  caule  ;  accept  my  pray'r, 
And  to  my  words  give  ear. 

3  Mere  ftrangers  whom  I  never  wrcng'd, 

To  ruin  me  defign'd  ; 
And  cruel  men,  that  fear  no  God, 
Againft  my  ioul  combin'd. 

4, 5  But  God  takes  part  with  all  my  friends  ; 
And  he's  the  fureft  guard  : 
The  God  of  truth  fhall  give  my  foes 
Their  fulfhocd's  jull  reward  ; 


PSALM      LV.  53 

6  While  I  my  grateful  off'rings  bring, 

And  facrifice  with  joy  ; 
And  in  his  praife  my  time  to  come 
Delightfully  employ. 

7  From  dreadful  danger  and  diftrefs 

The  Lord  hath  fet  me  free  : 
Thro'  him  mall  I,  of  all  my  foes, 
The  juft  deduction  fee. 

IPf&Iitt  LV.   Common  metre, 

i  /^  IVE  ear,  thou  judge  of  all  the  earth, 
^-^    And  liften  when  I  pray  ; 
Nor  from  thy  humble  fuppliant  turn 
Thy  glorious  face  away. 

2  Attend  to  this  my  fad  complaint, 

•  And  hear  my  grievous  moans  ; 

Whilft  I  my  mournful  cafe  declare 

With  artlefs  fighs  and  groans. 

3  Hark  how  the  foe  infults  aloud  I 

How  fierce  opprefTors  rage  ! 
Whofe  fland'rous  tongues  with  wrathful 

Againft  my  fame  engage.  [hate, 

4, 5 My  heart  is  rack'd  with  pain,  my  foul 

With  deadly  frights  diftrefs'd  ; 
With  fear  and  trembling  comrjafs'd  round5 

With  horrour  quite  opprefs'd. 

6  How  often  wiftYd  I  then,  that  I 

The  dove's  fwift  wings  could  get ; 
That  I  might  take  my  fpeedy  flight, 
And  feek  a  fafe  retreat  ! 
7, 8 Then  would  I  wander  far  from  hence  \ 
And  in  wild  defarts  ftray, 
Till  all  this  furious  florin  was  (pent, 
This  temped:  pad  away.  jl 


94  PSALM     LV. 

PART        II. 

9  Deftroy,  O  Lord,  their  ill  defigns, 
Their  counfels  Toon  divide  ; 
For  through  the  city  my  griev'd  eyes 
Have  ftrife  and  rapine  fpy'd. 
20 By  day  and  night  on  ev'ry  wall 
They  walk  their  conftant  round  ; 
And  in  the  midft  of  all  her  ftrength, 
Are  grief  and  milchief  found. 

ii  Whoe'er  thro'  ev'ry  part  fhall  roam, 
With  frefh  diforders  meet  ; 
Decejt  and  guile  their  conftant  polls 
Maintain  in  ev'ry  ftreet. 
1 2 For  'twas  not  any  open  foe, 
That  falfe  reflections  made  ; 
For  then  I  could  with  eafe  have  borne 
The  bitter  things  he  faid  : 

'Twas  none  who  hatred  had  profefs'd, 

That  did  againft  me  rife  ; 
For  then  I  had  withdrawn  nvyfelf 

From  his  malicious  eyes  : 
1 3, 14  But  'twas  ev'n  thou,  my  guide,  my  friend, 

Whom  tend'reft  love  did  join  : 
Whole  iweet  advice  I  valu'd  moft, 

Whofe  pray'rs  were  mix'd  with  mine. 

15 Sure,  vengeance  equal  to  their  crime, 
Such  traitors  mult  furprife  ; 
Andfudden  death  requite  thofe  ills 
They  wickedly  devife. 
16, 17  But  I  will  call  on  God,  who  ftill 
Shall  in  my  aid  appear  : 
At  morn  and  noon,  and  night  I'll  pray, 
And  he  my  voice  fhall  heap.  [| 


psalm    LVI.  95 

PART    HI. 

.jSGod  has  rel.eas'd  my  foul  from  thofe 
That  did  with  me  contend  ; 
And  made  a  num'rous  hoft  of  friends 
My  righteous  caufe  defend. 
jgFor  he,  who  was  my  help  of  old, 
Shall  now  his  fuppliant  hear  ; 
And  punifh  thofe  whofe  profp'rous  flate 
Makes  them  no  God  to  fear. 

jo  Whom  can  I  truft,  if  faithlefs  men 
Profidioufly  devife 
To  ruin  me,  their  peaceful  friend, 
And  break  the  ftrongeft  ties  ? 
aiTho'  foft  and  melting  are  their  words, 
Their  hearts  with  war  abound  : 
Their  fpeeches  are  more  fmooth  than  oil, 
And  yet  like  (words  they  wound. 

21  Do  thou,  my  foul,  on  God  depend, 
And  he  fhall  thee  fuftain  : 
He  aids  the  juft,  whom  to  fupplant 
The  wicked  drive  in  vain. 
23  My  foes,  that  trade  in  lies  and  blood, 
Shall  all  untimely  die  ; 
Whilft  I  for  health  and  length  of  days, 
On  thee  my  God,  rely. 

Pfalm  LVL   Common  metre. 

1  T\0  thou,  O  God,  in  mercy  help  : 
-*-*     For  man  my  life  purfues  : 
To  crufh  me  with  repeated  wrongs, 

He  daily  ftrife  renews. 

2  Continually  my  fpiteful  foes 

To  ruin  me  combine  : 
Thou  ieefr,  who  fi^t'ft  enthron'd  on  high? 
What  mighty  numbers  join.  {} 


96  PSALM     LVI. 

3  But  tho'  fometimes  furpriz'd  by  ftd? 

(On  danger's  firft  alarm) 
Yet  ftili  for  fuccour  I  depend 
On  thy  almighty  arm. 

4  God's  faithful  promifc  I  fhall  praife, 

On  which  I  now  rely  : 
In  God  I  trufl,  and  trufting  him,  ' 
The  arm  of  fleih  defy. 

5  They  wreff  my  words  and  make  'em  fpeak, 

A  fenfe  they  never  meant  ! 
Their  thoughts  are  all,  with  reftlefs  fpite, 
On  my  definition  bent. 

6  In  clofe  aflemblies  they  combine, 

And  wicked  projedt-s  lay  : 
They  watch  my  fleps,  and  lie  in  wait 
To  make  my  foul  their  prey. 

7  Shall  fuch  injuflice  flill  efcape  ? 

O  righteous  God,  aiife  ; 
Let  thy  juft  wrath  (too  long  provok'd) 
This  impious  race  chaftife. 

8  Thou  numb' reft  all  my  wand'ring  fteps 

Since  firft  compell'd  to  flee  : 
My  very  tears  are  treafur'd  up, 
And  regifter'd  by  thee. 

9  When  therefore  I  invoke  thy  aid, 

My  foes  fhall  be  o'erthrown  ; 
For  I  am  well  aliur'd,  that  God 

Mv  righteous  caufe  will  own. 
10, 11TU  truft  God's  word,  and  fo  defpife 

The  force  that  man  can  raife  ; 
1 2 To  thee,  O  God,  my  vows  are  due  :' 

To  the  I'll  render  praife. 


PSALM      LVII.  97 

23TI10U  haft  retriev'd  my  foul  from  death, 

And  thou  wilt  ftill  fecure 
Tbe  life  thou  haft  fo  oft  preferv'd, 

And  make  my  footfteps  fure  : 
That  thus,  protected  by  thy  pow'r, 

I  may  this  light  enjoy  : 
And  in  the  fervice  of  my  God, 

My  le^ngthen'd  days  employ, 

Pfalffl  LVII.  Long  metre. 

i'T^HY  mercy,  Lord,  to  me  extend, 
J-  On  thy  protection  I  depend  ; 
And  to  thy  wing  for  fhelterhafie, 
'Till  this  outrageous ilorm  is  pair, 

2  To  thy  tribunal.  Lord,  I  fly, 

Thoufov'reign  Judge  and  God  moft  high, 
Who  wonders  haft  for  me  begun, 
And  wilt  not  leave  thy  work  undone. 

3  From  heav'n  protect  me  by  thy  arm, 
And  fhame  all  thofe  who  feek  my  harm  5 
To  ray  relief  thy  mercy  fend, 

And  truth  on  which  my  hopes  depend. 

4  For  I  with  favage  men  converfe^ 
Like  hungry  lions  wild  and  fierce, 

.    With  men  vvhofe  teeth  are  fpears,  their  words 
Invenom'd  darts,  and  two  edg'd  iwords, 

5  Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high  ; 
And  as  thy  glory  fills  the  fky, 
So  let  it  be  on  earth  difplay'd  ; 
"Till  thou  art  here,  as  there,  obey'd, 

C  To  take  me,  they  their  net  prepar'd, 
And  had  almoft  my  foul  enfnar'd  ; 
But  fell  themfelves,  by  jufi:  decree, 
lato  the  pit  they  made  for  me.  H 


9S  PSALM      I.VIII.  • 

7  O  God,  my  heart  is  fix'd,  'tis  bent. 
Its  thankful  tribute  to  prefent ; 
And,  with  my  heart  my  voice  I'll  raife 
To  thee,  my  God,  in  fongs  of  praife. 

g  Awake,  my  glory,  harp  and  lute, 
No  longer  let  your  (trings  be  mute ; 
And  I,  my  tuneful  part  to  take, 
Will  with  the  early  dawn  awake* 

9  Thy  praifes,  Lord,  T  will  refound 
To  all  the  lift'ning  nations  round  ; 

ioThy  mercy  higheit  heav'n  tranfcends, 
Thy  truth  beyond  the  clouds  extends. 

ii  Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high  ; 
And,  as  thy  glory  fills  the  fky, 
So  let  it  be  on  earth  difplay'd  ; 
'Till  thou  art  here,  as  there,  obey'd. 


Pfalttl  LVIII.  Common  metre. 

i  C  PEAK,  O  ye  judges  of  the  earth, 
•3     It  jult  your  fentence  be  ; 
Or  mud  not  innocence  appeal 

To  heav'n,  from  your  decree  ? 
Your  wicked  hearts  and  judgments  are 

Alike  by  malice  fway'd  ; 
Your  griping  hands  by  weighty  bribes, 

To  violence  betray'd. 

3  To  virtue,  ftrangers  from  the  womb, 

Their  infant  fteps  went  wrong  : 

They  prattled  (lander,  and  in  lies 

Employ'd  their  lifping  tongue. 

4  No  ferpent  of  parch'd  A f rick's  breed, 

Does  ranker  poifon  bear  ; 
The  drowfy  adder  will  as  foon 
Unlock  his  fullen  ear. 


T   S   A    L  M     LIX.  99 

5  UnmovM  by  good  advice,  and  deaf 

As  adders  they  remain  ; 
From  whom  the'flrilful  charmer's  voice 
Can  no  attention  gain. 

6  Defeat,  O  God,  their  threading  rage, 

And  timely  break  their  pow'r  : 
Difarm  theie  growing  lions  jaws, 
Ere  praclis'd  to  devour. 

7  Let  now  their  inioience  at  height, 

Like  ebbing  tides  be  fpent  j 
Their  fhiver'd  darts  deceive  their  aim, 
When  they  their  bow  have  bent. 
%  Like  fnails  let  them  diffblve  to  dime  ; 
Like  hafty  births  become, 
Unworthy  to  behold  the  iun, 
And  dead  within  the  womb. 

9  Ere  thorns  can  make  the  flefhpots  boil, 
Tempeftuous  wrath  (hall  come 
From  God,  and  fnatch  them  hence  alive 
To  their  eternal  doom. 
loThe  righteous  (hall  rejoice  to  fee 
Their  crimes  (uch  vengeance  meet  j 
And  faints  in  perfecutors  blood 
Shall  dip  their  harmlels  feet. 

3i  Tranfgreflbrs  then  with  grief  (hall  fee 
Juft  men  rewards  obtain  ; 
And  own  a  God  whole  juftice  will 
The  guilty  earth  arraign. 

IpMltt  LIX.  Common  metre. 

i  'pvELIVER  me,  O  Lord,  my  God ',. 
J— '     From  all  my  fpiteful  foes  : 
In  my  defence  oppofe  thy  power 
To  theirs  who  me  oppofe , 


rod  t  S  A  L  M     LTV:- 

2  Preferve  me  from  a  wicked  race, 

Who  make  a  trade  of  ill  ; 
Protect  me  from  remorfelefs  men 
Who  leek  my  blood  to  foill. 

3  They  lie  in  wait,  and  mighty  pow'rs 

Againft  my  life  combine, 
Implacable  ;  yet,  Lord,  thou  know'fl, 
For  no  offence  of  mine. 

4  In  hafte  they  run  about,  and  watch 

My  guiltlefs  life  to  take  : 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  on  my  diftrefs 
And  to  my  help  awake. 

5  Thou  Lord  of  hofts,  and  IfraeVs  God, 

Their  heathen  rage  lupprefs  ; 
Relentlefs  vengeance  take  on  thofe 
Who  ftubbornly  tranfgrels. 

6  At  evening  to  bcfet  my  houfe, 

Like  growling  dogs  they  meet  ; 
While  others  through  the  city  range, 
And  ranfackev'ry  ftreet, 

7  Their  throats  invenom'd  flander  breathe, 

Their  tongues  are  fharpen'd  (words  : 
"  Who  hears  (fay  they)  or,  hearing,  dares 

Reprove  our  lawlefs  words  ?" 
3  But  for  thy  throne  thou  fhalt,  O  Lord, 

Their  baffled  plots  deride  ; 
And  foon  to  (corn  and  fliame  expofe 

Their  boalled  heathen  pride. 

9  On  thee  I  wait  ;  'tis  on  thy  ftrength 
For  fuccour  I  depend  : 
'Tis  thou,  O  God,  art  my  defence, 
Who  only  can  defend. 


PSALM      Lte,  ICtfF 

io Thy  mercy,  Lord,  which  has  id  oft 
From  danger  fet  me  free, 
Shall  crown  my  wifhes,'  and  fubdue 
My  haughty  foes  tome. 

ii  Deftroy  them  not,  O  Lord,  at  once  j 

Reftrain  thy  vengeful  blow  ; 
Left  we,  ingratefully,  too  foon 

Forget  their  overthrow. 
Difperfe  them  through  the  nations  round, 

By  thy  avenging  power , 
Do  thou  bring  down  their  haughty  pride, 

O  Lord,  ourfhield  and  tow'r. 

i2Now'in  the  height  of  all  their  hopes, 
Their  arrogance  chaftife  ; 
Whofe  tongues  have  finn'd  without  reftraintj 
And  curfes  join'd  withlies. 
i3Nor  malt  thou,  whilft  their  race  endure, 
Thine  anger,  Lord,  fupprefs  ; 
That  diftant  lands,  by  their  juft  doom, 
May  IfraeVs  God  confefs. 

24  At  evening  let  them  Rill  periift 
Like  growling  dogs,  to  meet ; 
Still  wander  all  the  city  round, 
And  traverie  ev'ry  ftreet. 
15  Then,  as  for  malice  now  they  do, 
For  hunger  let  them  ftray  : 
And  yell  their  vain  complaints  aloud. 
Defeated  «f  their  prey  : 

joWhilft  early  I  thy  mercy  fing, 
Thy  wond'rous  pow'r  confefs  : 
For  thou  haft  been  my  fure  defence, 
My  refuge  in  diftrefs.  H 

I  a 


iOJ  PSALM     LX. 

17  To  thee,  with  never  ceafing  praife, 
O  God,  my  flrength,  I'll  fing  : 
Thou  art  my  God,  the  rock  from  whence 
My  health  and  fafety  fpring. 


PfalittLX.    Long  metre. 

i/~""\  GOD,  who  haft  our  troops  difpers'd, 
V^Forfaking  thofe  who  left  thte  ficft  ; 
As  we  thy  juft  difpleafure  mourn, 
To  us  in  mercy,  Lord,  return. 

^  Our  ftrength,  that  firm  as  earth  did  ftand, 
Is  rent  by  thy  avenging  hand  : 
O !  heal  the  breaches  thou  haft  made  : 
We  make,  we  fall,  without  thy  aid. 

3  Our  folly's  fad  effects  we  feel ; 

For,  drunk  with  difcord's  cup  we  reel ; 

4  But  now,  for  them  who  thee  rever'd, 
Thou  haft  thy  truth's  bright  banner  rear*d, 

5  Let  thy  right  hand  thy  faints  protect : 
Lord,  hear  the  pray'rs  that  we  direct. 

6  The  holy  God  has  fpoke  ;  and  I, 
O'erjoy'd,  on  his  firm  word  rely. 

To  thee  in  portions  I'll  divide 
Fair  Sichem's  foil,   Samaria's  pride  : 
To  Sichem,   Succoth  next  I'll  join, 
And  meafure  out  her  vale  by  line; 

7  Manajfeh,  Gilead,  both  lubfcribe 

To  my  commands  with  Ephrawi's  tribe  : 
Epbraim  by  arms  fupports  my  caufe, 
And  Judah  by  religious  laws. 

8  Moab,  my  flave  and  drudge  fhall  be. 
Nor  Edom  from  my  yoke  get  free  ; 
Proud  Palajlhie's  imperious  ftate 
Shall  humbly  on  our  triumph  wait. 


PSALM      LXI.  103 

9  But  who  fhall  quell  thefe  mighty  pow'rs 
And  elear  my  way  to  EdorrCs  tow'rs  ? 
Or  through  her  guarded  frontiers  tread 
The  path  that  does  to  conque'ft  lead  ? 

ioEv'n  thou,  O  God,  who  haft  difpers'd 
Our  troops  (for  we  forfook  thee  firft) 
Thofe,  whom  thou  didft  in  wrath  forfake5 
Atton'd,  thou  wilt  victorious  make. 

ii  Do  thou  our  fainting  caufe  fuftain  ; 

For  human  fuccours  are  but  vain. 
i2Frefh  ftrength  and  courage  God  beftows  : 

'Tis  he  treads  down  our  proudefl  foes. 

H^ftlllTt  LXI.    Common  metre. 

2  T   ORP,  hear  my  cry,  regard  my  pray'r 
JLj    Which  I  opprefe'd  with  grief, 

a  From  earth's  rernoteft  parts  addrefs 
To  thee  for  kind  relief. 
O  lodge  me  fafe  beyond  the  reach 
Of  perfecuting  pow'r, 

3  Thou,  who  fo  oft  from  fpiteful  foes 

Haft  been  my  fhelt'ring  tow'r 

4  So  (hall  I  in  thy  facred courts 

Secure  from  danger  lie  ; 
Beneath  the  covert  of  thy  wings, 
All  future  ftorms  defy. 

5  In  fign  my  vows  are  heard,  once  more,, 

I  o'er  thy  chofen  reign  : 

6  O !  blefs  with  long  and  profp'rous  life, 

The  king  thcu  did'ft  ordain. 

7  Confirm  his  throne,  and  make  his  reign 

Accepted  in  thy  fight ; 
And  let  thy  truth  and  mercy  both. 
In  his  defence  unite. 


104  PSALM  LXIT. 

8  So  (hall  I  ever  fing  thy  praife, 
Thy  name  forever  blefs  ; 
Devote  my  prolp'rous  days  to  pay 
The  vows  of  my  diltrefs. 

Pfalm   LX1I.  Long  Metre. 

i]V  /TY  foul  for  help  on  God  relies  ; 
2IVX     From  him  alone  my  fafety  flows  : 
My  rock,  my  health,  that  ftrength  fupplies, 
To  bear  the  fhock  of  all  my  foes. 

3  How  long  will  ye  contrive  my  fall  ? 

Which  will  but  haften  on  your  own  ? 
You'll  totter  like  a  bending  wall, 
Or  fence  of  uneemented  (tone. 

4  To  make  my  envy VI  honours  lei's, 

They  drive  with  lies,  their  chief  delight  ; 
For  they,  tfto'  with  their  mouth  they  bid*, 

In  private  curie  with  inward  fpite. 
5,6 But  thou,  my  foal,  on  God  rely  ; 

On  him  alone  thy  trufi  repole  : 
My  rock  and  health  with  ftrength  fupply, 

To  bear  the  (hock  of  all  my  foes. 

*j  God  does  his  faving  health  difpenfe. 
And  flowing  biefiings  daily  fend  : 
He  is  my  fortrefs  and  defence  ; 
On  him  my  foul  (hall  (till  depend. 

8  In  him,  ye  people.,  always  truft  ; 

Before  his  throne  pour  out  your  hearts  ; 
For  God,  the  merciful  and  juft, 
His  timely  aid  to  us  imparts. 

9  The  vulgar  fickle  are  and  frail  I 

The  great  difTemble  and  betray  ;  ^    * 

And  laid  in  truth's  impartial  fcale,  £ 

The  lighted  things  will  both  outweighs  .1, 


P    S    E   A    M      LXIIL.  10$ 

to  Then  truft  not  in  oppreffive  ways ; 
By  fpoil  and  rapine  grow  not  vain  ; 
Nor  let  your  hearts,  if  wealth  increafe, 
Be  fet  too  much  upon  your  gain, 
ii  For  God  has  oft  his  will  exprefs'd, 
And  I  this  truth  have  fully  known  ; 
To  be  of  boundlefs  pow'r  poffefs'd, 
Belongs,  of  right,  to  God  alone. 

12  Though  mercy  is  his  darling  grace, 
In  which  he  chiefly  takes  delight ; 
Yet  will  he  all  the  human  race 
According  to  their  works  requite. 

iPfalm  LXIII,    Particular  metre. 

ijr~\GOl),  my  gracious  God,  to  thee, 
KJ  My  morning  pray'rs  fball  offer'd  be  j 

For  thee  my  thirfty  foul  does  pant  ; 
My  fainting  flefh  implores  thy  grace, 
Within  this  dry  and  barren  place, 
Where  I  refreshing  waters  want. 

2  0 1  to  my  longing  eyes  once  more 
That  viewof  glorious  pow'r  reiiore, 

Which  thy  majeftick  houfe  difplays  ; 

3  Becaufe  to  me  thy  wond'rous  love 
Than  life  itfelf  does  dearer  prove, 

My  lips  (hall  always  fpeak  thy  praife  i 

4  My  life,  while  I  that  life  enjoy, 
In  blefling  God  I  will  employ  ; 

With  lifted  hands  adore  his  name  j 

5  My  foul's  content  fhall  be  as  great 
As  theirs,  who  choiceft  dainties  eat, 

While  I  with  joy  his  praife  proclaim. 
€  When  down  I  lie,  fweet  deep  to  find, 
Thou,  Lord,  art  prefent  to  my  mind  ; 
-  And  when  I  wake  in  dead  of  night,  (} 


J06  PSALM      LXIV. 

7  Becaufe  thou  (till  dolt  fuccour  brings 
Beneath  the  fhadow  of  thy  wing 

I  reft  with  fafety  and  delight. 

8  My  foul,  when  foes  would  me  devour** 
Cleaves  tail  to  thee,  whofe  matchlefs  pow*r 

•  fupport  is  daily  fhown  : 

9  Bur  jioiethe  righteous  Lord  fhall  flay, 
That  my  deftruction  wifli  ;    and  they, 

That  feek  my  life  fhall  loofe  their  own. 

io,  ii  They  by  untimely  ends  fhall  die, 
Their  flefh  a  prey  to  foxes  He  ; 

But  God  fhall  fill  the  king  with  joy  ;• 
Who  (wears  by  thee  fhall  ftill  rejoice  ; 
Whiift  the  falfe  tongue,  and  lying  voice, 
Thou,  Lord,  fhall  filence  and  deftroy. 

Pfalm  LXIV.   Common  metre. 

i  T   ORD,  hear  the  voice  of  my  complaint, 
-*— *    To  my  requeft  give  ear  ; 
Preferve  my  life  from  cruel  foes, 
And  free  my  foul  from  fear. 

2  O  1  hide  me  with  thy  tender  care 

In  rome  fee u re  retreat, 
Frc-.i  finners  that  againft  me  rife  ;   " 
And  all  their  plots  defeat. 

3  See  how,  intent  to  work  my  harm, 

They  whet  their  tongues  like  (words  ; 
And  bend  their  bows  to  fhoot  their  darts,- 
Sharp  lies  and  bitter  words. 

4  Lurking  in  private,  at  thejuft, 

They  take  their  fecret  aim  ; 
And  fuddenly  at  him  they  fhoot,  •    * 

Quite  void  of  fear  andfhame.  *    U 


PSALM      LXV.  207 

3  To  carry  on  their  ill  defigns 
They  mutually  agree  ; 
They  (peak  of  laying  private  fnares, 
And  think  that  none  mail  fee. 

6  With  utmofl  diligence  and  care 

Their  wicked  plots  they  lay  : 
The  deep  defigns  of  all  their  hearts 
Are  only  to  betray. 

7  But  God,  to  anger  jnftly  mov'd, 

His  dreadful  bow  mall  bend, 
And  on  his  flying  arrows  point 
Shall  iwift  deftrudtion  fend. 
3  Thofe  flanders  which  their  mouths  did  vent 
Upon  themfelves  fhall  fall  ; 
Their  crimes  difclos'd  mall  make  them  be 
Defpis'd  and  munn'd  by  all. 

•9  The  world  fhall  then  God's  pow'r  confefs, 
And  nations  trembling  ftand  ; 
Convinc'd,  that  'tis  the  mighty  work 
Of  his  avenging  hand  : 
loWhilfi  righteous  men,  by  God  fecur'd, 
In  him  fhall  gladly  truft  ; 
And  all  the  lift'ning  earth  fhall  hear 
Loud  triumphs  of  the  juft. 

Pfaittt  LXV.    Long  metre. 

zT^OR  thee,  O  God,  our  condant  praife 
-*-      In  & 'ion  waits,  thy  chofen  feat :  ■ 
Our  pro  mi  s'd  altars  there  we'll  raife, 
And  all  our  zealous  vows  complete* 
3  O  thou,  who  to  my  humble  pray'r 

Didfl  always  bend  thy  lift'ning  ear, 
,..  To  thee  fhall  all  mankind  repair, 

And  at  thy  gracious  throne  appear.  |l 


x<sS  psalm    LXV. 

3  Our  /Ins  (tho*  numberlefs)  in  vain 

To  flop  thy  flowing  mercy  try  ; 
Whilft  thou  o'erlook'fi  the  guilty  ftain, 
And  wafted  out  the  ci^nfon  dye. 

4  Bleft  is  the  man,  who  near  thee,  placM 

Within  thy  facred  dwelling  lives  i 

Whilft  we,  at  humbler  diftance  taftc 

The  vaft  delight  thy  temple  gives. 

5  By  wond'rous  afts,  O  God  moft  jqft, 

Have  we  the  gracious  anfwer  found  : 
In  thee  remote**  nations  truft. 
And  thofe  whom  ftormy  waves  furround 
6,7  God,  by  his  ftrength,  lets  fa  ft  the  hills, 
And  does  his  mafchlefs  pow'r  engage  ; 
With  which  the  lea's  loud  waves  he  mils* 
And  angry  crouds  tumultuous  rage, 

PART      II. 

8  Thou,  Lord,  dor>  barb'reus  lands  difmay, 

When  they  thy  dreadful  tokens  view  ;* 
With  joy  they  fee  the  night  and  day 
Each  other  track,  by  turns,  purfue. 

9  From  out  thy  unexhaufted  ftore 

Thy  rain  relieves  the  thirfty  ground  ; 
Makes  lands  that  barren  where  before 
With  corn  and  ufeful  fruits  abound. 

xoOn  rifing  ridges  down  it  pours, 
And  every  furrow'd  valley  fills  : 
Thou  mak'ft  them  foft  with  gentle  fhow'rs 
In  which  a  bled  increafe  diftils. 
21  Thy  goodnefs  does  the  circling  year, 
Witli  frefti  returns  of  plentyVrown  ; 
And  where  thy  glorious  paths'  appear,   ~  ¥ 
Thy  fruitful  clouds  drop,  futnefs  dowji.    H 


PSALM      LXVI.  IO9 

12 They  drop  on  barren  forefts,  chang'd 
By  them  to  paftures  frefh  and  green  : 
The  hills  about,  in  order  rang'd, 
In  beauteous  robes  of  joy  are  feen. 
*3Larr  ~:  flocks  with  fleecy  wool  adorn 

The  cheerful  downs  ;  the  vallies  bring 
A  plenteous  crop  of  full  ear'd  corn, 
And  feem,  for  joy,  to  fhout  and  fing. 

J9f&lnt  LXVI.   Common  metre. 

1  T   ET  all  the  lands  with  "fhout's  of  joy, 

2  ±~d    To  God  their  voices  raife  ; 
Sing  pfalms  in  honour  of  his  name, 

Andfpread  his  glorious  praife. 

3  And  let  them  fay,  how  dreadful,  Lord, 

In  all  thy  works  art  thou  ! 
To  thy  great  pow'r  thy  ftubborn  foes 
Shall  all  be  forc'd  to  bow. 

4  Through  all  the  earth  the  nations  round 

Shall  thee  their  God  confefs  ; 
And  with  glad  hymns  their  awful  dread 
Of  thy  great  name  exprefs. 

5  O  !  come,  behold  the  works  of  God  ; 

And  then  with  me  you'll  own, 
That  he  to  all  the  fons  of  men 
Has  wond'rous  judgments  mown. 

6  He  made  the  fea  become  dry  land, 

Through  which  our  fathers  walk'd  ; 
Whilfi  to  each  other  of  his  might, 
With  joy  bis  people  talk'd. 

7  He  by  his  pow'r  for  ever  rules  ; 

His  eyes  the  world  furvey  : 
Let  no  prefumptuous  man  rebel 
Againft  his  fov'reign  fway.  •       g 

K 


HO  PSALM      LXVI. 

PART      II. 

2, 9  O  !  all  ye  nations,  blefs  our  God* 

And  loudly  fpeak  his  praiie  ; 
Who  keeps  our  fouls  alive,  and  Mill 

Confirms  our  ftedfaft  ways. 
10 For  thou  haft  try'd  us,  Lord,  as  fire 

Does  try  the  precious  ore  : 
ii  Thou  brought'tt  us  into  ftraits,  where  we 

OpprcfTing  burdens  bore. 

ulnfulting  foes  did  us,  their  flaves, 

Through  fire  and  water  chafe  ; 
But  yet,  at  laft  then  brought'ft  us  forth 

Into  a  wealthy  place. 
13  Burnt  off'ringsJo  thy  houfe  I'll  bring, 

And  there  my  vows  I'll  pay  : 
i4Which  I  With  folemn  zeal  did  make 

In  trouble's  difmal  day. 

15  Then  mail  the  richeft  incenfe  fmoke, 

The  fatteft  rams  fhall  fall, 
The  choiceft  gcats  from  out  the  fold, 
And  bullocks  from'the  frail. 

16  O!  come,  all  ye  that  fear  the  Lord  j 

Attend  with  heedful  care, 
Whilft  I,  what  God  for  me  has  done, 
With  grateful  joy  declare. 

17, 18  As  I  before,  his  aid  implor'd, 
So  now  I  praiie  his  name  ; 
Who,  if  my  heart  had  harbour'd  fin, 
Would  all  my  prayers  dilclaim. 
19  But  God  to  me,  when'er  I  cry'd, 
His  gracious  ear  did  bend  ; 
And  to  the  voice  of  my  requell, 
With  confUutf  love  attend.  j 


P    S   A    L  M     LXVII. 

aoThen  blefs'd  for  ever  be  my  God, 
Who  never  when  I  pray, 
Withholds  his  mercy  from  my  foul, 
Nor  turns  his  face  away. 

Pfaim  LXVII.  Short  metre. 

i      npO  blefs  thy  chofen  race, 
-*■      In  mercy,  Lord,  incline  ; 
And  caufe  the  brightnefs  of  thy  face 
On  all  thy  faints  to  mine  ; 
2      That  fo  thy  wond'rous  way 

May  through  the  world  be  known; 
While  diftant  lands  their  tribute  pay, 
And  thy  falvation  own. 

%      Let  differing  nations  join. 
To  celebrate  tJay  fame  ; 
Let  all  the  world,  O  Lord,  combine 
To  praife  thy  glorious  name. 

4  O  let  them  mout  and  fing, 
Diffblv'd  in  pious  mirth  ; 

For  thou  the  righteous  Judge  and  King, 
Shalt  govern  all  the  earth. 

5  Let  differing  nations  join 
To  celebrate  thy  fame  ; 

Let  all  the  world,  O  Lord,  combi*ie 
To  praife  thy  glorious  name. 

6  Then  mall  the  teeming  ground 
A  large  increafe  difclofe ; 

And  we  with  plenty  ihall  be  crowned, 
Which  God,  our  God,  beflows. 

7  Then  God  upon  our  land 
Shall  conftant  bleffings  fhow'r  ; 

And  all  the  world  in  awe  (hall  ftand 
Oi  his  refiitlefs  pow'r* 


na  psalm  LXVIII. 

Pfalttt  LXVIII.  Long  Metrt. 

iTET  God,  the  Gcd  of  Battle,  rife, 
-*— '    And  fcatter  his  prefumptuous  foes  ; 
Let  fhameful  rout  their  hoft  furprife, 
Who  fpitefully  his  pow'r  oppole. 

2  As  (moke  in  tempeft's  rage  is  loft, 

Or  wax  into  the  furnace  call ; 
So  let  their  facrilegious  hoft 

Before  his  wrathful  prefence  wafte. 

3  But  let  the  fervants  of  his  will 

His  favour's  gentle  beams  enjoy  ; 
Their  upright  hearts  let  gladnefs  filJ, 

And  cheerful  fongs  their  tongues  employ. 

4  To  him  your  voice  in  anthems  raile  ; 

Jehovah's  awful  name  he  bears  : 
In  him  rejoice  ;  extol  his  praife, 
Who  rides  upon  high  rolling  fpheres, 

5  Him,  from  his  empire  of  the  fkies, 

To  this  low  world  compaflion  draws, 
The  orphan's  claim  to  patronife, 
And  judge  the  injur'd  widow's  caufe. 

6  'Tis  God,  who  from  a  foreign  foil 

Reftores  poor  exiles  to  their  home  ; 
Makes  captives  free  ;  and  fruitlefs  toil 
Their  proud  opprefTor's  righteous  doom. 

7  'Twas  fo  of  old,  when  thou  didft  lead 

In  perfon,  Lord,  our  armies  forth ; 
Strange  terrours  through  the  defert  fpread, 
Convulfions  fhook  the  aftonifh'd  earth. 

8  The  breaking  clouds  did  rain  diftil. 

And  heav'ns  higfi  arches  fhook  with  fear, 
How  then  flionld  Sinai's  humble  hill 
Of  IfraeVs  God  the  prefence  bear  »  |j 


?salm    LXVIII.  iz-3 

9  Thy  hand,  at  famim'd  earth's  complaint, 

Reliev'd  her  from  ceieftial  ftore*  ; 
And,  when  thy  heritage  was  faint,     [fhow'rs. 
AffiiagM     the    drought    with    plenteous 

10  Where  lavages  had  rangM  before, 

At  eafethou  Aaadfft  our  tribes  refide; 
And  in  the  defert,  for  the  poor, 
Tbygen'rous  bounty  did  provide. 

PART      II. 

ji  Thou  gav'ft  the  word  ;  w^e  fallied  forth, 
And  in  that  pow'rful  word  o'ercame; 
Whilfl  virgin  troops,  with  fongs  of  mirth, 
In  Mate  our  conqueft  did  proclaim. 
izVaft  armies,  by  fuch  gen'rals  led, 
As  yet  had  ne'er  receiv'd  a  foil, 
Forfook  their  camp  with  iudden  dread, 
And  to  our  women  left  the  ipoil. 

13'rhough  Egypt's  drudges  you  have  been, 
Your  army's  wings  (hall  fliine  as  bright 
"As  doves  in  golden  funfhine  feen, 
Or  lilver'd  o'er  with  paler  light. 
i4'-Twas  lo,  when  God's  almighty  hand 
O'er  fcatter'd  kings  tjie  conqueft  won  ; 
Our  troops,  drawn  up  on  Jordan's  ftrand, 
High  Salmon' 's  giitt'ring  fnow  outfhone. 

15 From  thence  to  jordan^  farther  coaft, 
And  Bci/ban's  hill  we  did  advance  : 
No  more  her  height  fliall  Rajban  boafV 
But  that  ihe's  God's  inheritance. 
16  But  wherefore  (though  the  honour's  great) 
Should  this,  O  mountain,  fwell  your  pride  ? 
For  Sion  is  his  chofen  feat, 
Where  he  forever  will  refide, 
K  * 


214  PSALM     LXVIlt. 

j 7  His  chariots  numberlefs  ;  his  po\*Vs 
Are  heav'nly  holts,  that  wait  his  will  5 
His  pretence  now  rills  Sion's  tow'rs, 
As  once  it  honour'd  Sinai's  hill. 

38  Afcending  high  in  triumph  thou 

Captivity  haft  captive  led  ; 
And  on  thy  people  didlt  beftow 
The  fpoil  of  armies  once  their  dread, 

Ev'n  rebels  fhall  partake  thy  grace, 
And  humble  proielytes  repair 

To  worfhip  at  thy  dwelling  place, 
And  all  the  world  pay  homage  there. 

39  For  benefits  each  day  beftow'd, 

Be  daily  his  great  name  ador'd  ; 
2oWho  is  our  Saviour,  and  our  God, 
Of  life  and  death  the  fov'reign  Lord. 

31  But  juftice  for  his  hardened  foes 

Proportion'd  vengeance  hath  decreed, 
To  wound  the  hoary  head  of  thole 
Who  in  prefumptuous  crimes  proceed. 
SiThe  Lord  hath  thus  in  thunder  f poke  : 
"  As  I  fubdu'd  proud  Ba/hans  king, 
Once  more  I'll  break  my  people's  yoke, 
And  from  the  deep  my  fervants  bring  : 

33 Their  feet  fhall  with  a  crimfon  flood 
Of  flaughter'd  foes  be  cover'd  o'er  ; 
Nor  earth  receive  fuch  impious  blood, 
But  leave  for  dogs  tlV  unhallow'd  gore." 

PART      III. 

24  When,  marching  to  thy  bleft  abode, 
The  wondVng  multitude  furvey'd 
The  pompous  ffateofthee,  our  God,, 
In  robes  of  majefty  array 'd  y 


PSALM     LXVIII.  I15 

25  Sweet  Tinging  Levites  led  the  van  : 

Loud  inftruments  brought  up  the  rear  ; 
Between  both  troops  a  virgin  train 
With  voice  and  timbrel  charm'd  the  ear, 
26 This  was  the  burden  of  their  fong  : 
"  In  full  afiemblies  blefs  the  Lord  : 
All  who  to  T/rV/'s  tribes  belong, 
The  God  oUfreVs  praife  record." 

27  Not  little  Benjamin  alone 

From  neighb'ringbounds  didthere  attenr?? 
Nor  only  Judafrs  nearer  throne 

Her  counfellors  in  date  did  fend  j 
But  Zebulon's  remoter  feat, 

And  NapthalVs  more  diftant  coafl, 
(The  grand  proceflion  to  complete) 

Sent  up  their  tribes,  a  princely  hoft. 

28  Thus  God  to  ftrength  and  union  brought 

Our  tribes,  at  ftrife  till  that  bleft  hour  : 
This  "work,  which  thou,0  God,  haft  wrought 
Confirm  with  frefh  recruits  of  pow'r. 

29  To  viiit  Salem,  Lord,  defcend, 

And  Sion  thy  terreftial  throne ; 
Where  kings  with  prelents  mall  attend, 
And  thee  with  offer'cl  crowns  atone. 


30  Break  down  the  fpearmen's  ranks, who  threat 

Like  painper'd  herds  of  favage  might  : 
Their  filver  armour'd  chiefs  defeat, 
Who  in  deftruclive  war  delight, 

31  Egypt  (hall  then  to  God  ft  retch  forth 

Her  hands,  and  Africk  homage  bring  : 
32The  fcatter'd  kingdoms. of  the  earth 

Their  common  ibv'reign's  praifes  fing  :   |J 


Il6  PSALM     LXIX. 

33\Vho,  mounted  on  the  loftieft  fphere 

Of  ancient  heav'n,  fublimely  rides  ; 
From  whence  his  dreadful  voice  we  hear, 

Like  that  of  warring  winds  and  tides. 

34  Afcribe  ye  pow'r  to  God  raoft  high  ; 

Of  humble  Ifrael  he  takes  care  ; 
Who'e  flrength,  from  out  the  dufky  fky, 
Darts  mining  terrours  through  the  air. 

35  How  dreadful  are  the  facred  courts, 

Where  God  has  fix'd  his  earthly  throne  ! 
His  flrength  his  feeble  faints  fupports  ! 
To  God  give  praife,  to  him  alone. 

]pfa!m  LXIX.  Long  metre. 

i   CAVE  me,  O  God,  from  waves  that  roll, 
^  And  prefs  to  overwhelm  my  foul. 

2  With  painful  fteps  in  mire  I  tread, 
And  deluges  o'erfiow  my  head. 

3  With  reftlefs  cries  my  fpirits  faint  ; 

My  voice  is  hoarfe  with  long  complaint  ; 
My  fight  decays  with  tedious  pain, 
Whilft  for  my  God  I  wait  in  vain. 

4  My  hairs,  though  num'rous,  are  but  few, 
Compared  with  foes  that  me  purfue 

With  ground  lefs  hate,  grown  now  of  mi^ht, 
To  execute  their  lawlefs  fpite  ; 
They  force  me,  guiltlels,  to  refign, 
As  rapine,  what  by  right  was  mine. 

5  Thou,  Lord,  my  foolifhnefs  doft  fee, 
Nor  are  my  fins  conceal'd  from  thee. 

6  Lord  God  of  hofts,  take  timelv  care, 
Left  for  my  fake  thy  faints  defpair  : 

7  Since  I  have  fuffer'd  for  thy  name 
Reproach  and  hid  my  face  in  fhame  ;         |j 


PSA  L  M     LXTX.  117 

g  A  ftranger  to  my  country  grown, 
Nor  to  my  neareft  kindred  known  ; 
A  foreigner,  expos'd  to  fcorn 
By  brethren  of  my  mother  born. 

9  For  zeal  to  thy  lov'd  houfe  and  name, 
Confumes  me  like  devouring  flame  j 
Concern'd  at  their  affronts  to  thee, 
More  than  at  (landers  can1  on  me. 

10 My  very  tears  and  abffinence, 
They  conftrue  in  a  fpiteful  fenfe.  (fake 

ii  When    clofh'd    with  iackcloth     for    their 
They  me  their  common  proverb  make. 

12  Their  judges  make  my  wrongs  their  jeft, 
Thofe  wrongs  they  ought  to  have  redrefs'd* 
How  mould  I  then  expecl:  to  be 

From  libels  of  lewd  drunkards  free.  ? 

13  But,  Lord,  to  thee  I  will  repair 

For  help,  with  humble,  timely  pray'r : 
Relieve  me  from  thy  mercy's  ftore  : 
Difplay  thy  truth's  preferving  pow'r. 

i4From  threat'ning  dangers  me  relieve. 
And  from  the  mire  my  feet  retrieve  ; 
From  fpiteful  foes  in  fafety  keep, 
And  fnatch  me  from  the  raging  deep. 

15C0MTOUI  the  deluge,  e'er  it  fpread, 
And  roll  its  waves  above  my  head  ; 
Nor  deep  definition's  yawning  pit 
To  clofe  her  jaws  on  me  permit. 

16  Lord,  hear  the  humble  pray'r  I  make5 
For  thy  tranfcending  goodnefs  fake  -7 
Relieve  thy  fuppiicant  once  more 
From  thy  abounding  mercy's  (tore.  {} 


irS  psalm    LXIX. 

17  Nor  from  thy  fervant  hide  thy  face  : 
Make  hafte,  for  defp'rate  is  my  cafe  : 

18 Thy  timely  iuccour  interpofe, 
And  fhield  me  from  reinorfelefs  foes. 

19 Thou  know'ft  what  infamy  and  fcorn 

I  from  my  enemies  have  borne  ; 

Nor  can  their  clofe  diflembled  fpite, 

Or  darkeft  plots  efcape  thy  fight. 
aoReproach  and  grief  have  broke  my  heart, 

I  look'd  for  lome  to  take  my  part, 

To  pity  or  relieve  my  pain  ; 

But  look'd  alas  !  for  both  in  vain. 

21  With  hunger  pin'd  for  food  I  call  : 
Inftead  of  food,  they  give  me  gall  : 
And  when  with  thirft  my  fpirits  fink, 
They  give  me  vinegar  to  drink. 

22Their  tables  therefore  to  their  health 
Shall  prove  a  fnare,  a  trap  their  wealth  ; 

23  Perpetual  darknefs  feize  their  eyes  ; 
And  fudden  blafts  their  hopes  furprife. 

24  On  them  thou  (halt  thy  fury  pour, 
'Till  thy  fierce  wrath  their  race  devour  ; 

25  And  make  their  houfe  a  difmal  cell, 
Where  none  will  e'er  vouchfafe  to  dwell. 

26  For  new  afflictions  they  procur'd 
For  him  who  had  thy  Itripes  endur'd  ; 
And  made  the  wounds  thy  fcourge  had  torn. 
To  bleed  afrefh  with  fharper  fcorn. 

27  Sin  fhall  to  fin  their  fteps  betray, 
'Till  they  to  truth  have  loft  the  way. 

28  From  life  thou  fhalt  exclude  their  loul, 
Nor  with  the  juft  their  names  enrol. 


psalm    LXX.  irg 

29  But  me-,  howe'er  diftrefs'd  and  poor, 

Thy  ftrong  lalvatior.  ihall  reftore  : 
30 Thy  pow'r  with  tongs  I'll  then  proclaim, 

And  celebrate  with  thanks  thy  name. 

31  Our  God  (hall  this  more  highly  prize, 
Than  herds  or  flocks  in  facrifke  : 

32  Which  humble  laints  with  joy  mall  fee, 
And  hope  for  like  redrefs  with  me, 

33  For  God  regards  the  poor's  complaint  j 
Sets  pris'ners  free  from  clofe  reftraint. 

34 Let  heav'n,  earth,  lea,  their  voices  raife, 
And  all  the  world  refound  his  praife. 

35  For  God  will  Sion's  walls  erect ; 
Fair  Judah's  cities  he'll  protect  ; 
'Till  all  her  fcatter'd  Ions  repair 
To  undifturb'd  pofleflion  there. 

36  This  blefling  they  mall,  at  their  death, 
To  their  religious  heirs  bequeath  j 
And  they  to  endlefs  ages  more, 

Of  fuch  as  his  bleft  name  adore. 
•*>- . . . , 

Pfalttl  LXX.   Long  metre, 

j  f~\  LORD,  to  my  relief  draw  near  ; 
V^     For  never  was  more  prefling  need  : 
For  my  deliv'rance,  Lord,  appear 
And  add  to  that  deliv'rance  fpeed. 

2  Confufion  on  their  heads  return  ; 

Who  to  deftroy  my  foul  combine  : 

Let  them,  defeated,  blufh  and  mourn, 

Enfnar'd  in  their  own  vile  defign. 

3  Their  doom  let  defolation  be  ; 

With  fhame  their  malice  be  repaid, 
Who  mock'd  my  confidence  in  thee, 
A»d  fport  of  ray  affli&ions  made  j  H 


120  PSALM      LXXI. 

4  While  thofe  who  humbly  feek  thy  face, 

To  joyful  triumphs  fhall  be  rais'd  ; 
And  all,  who  prize  thy  faving  grace, 
With  me  mall  fing— the  Lord  be  prais'd. 

5  Thus  wretched  though  I  am,  and  poor, 

The  mighty  Lord  of  me  takes  care  : 
Thou,  God,  who  only  can'ft  reftore, 
To  my  relief  with  fpeed  repair. 

IPfalttt  LXXI.  Common  metre. 

i   T  N  thee  I  put  my  ftedfaft  truft  ; 
a  i-        Defend  me,  Lord,  from  fhame  : 
Incline  thine  ear,  and  fave  my  foul  ; 
For  righteous  is  thy  name. 
3  Be  thou  my  ffrong  abiding  place, 
To  which  I  may  re  fort  : 
'Tis  thy  decree  that  keeps  me  fafe  ; 
Thou  art  my  rock  and  fort. 

4,5  From  cruel  and  ungodly  men 
Protect  and  fet  me  free  ; 
For  from  my  earlieft  youth  'till  now, 
My  hope  has  been  in  thee. 
6  Thy  conftant  care  did  fafely  guard 
My  tender  infant  days  ; 
Thou  took'ff  me  from  my  mother's  womb 
To  fing  thy  conftant  praife. 

7.8  While  fome  on  me  with  wonder  gaze, 
Thy  hand  fupports  me  Mill  • 
Thy  honour  therefore,  and  thy  praife, 
My  mouth  fhall  always  fill. 
o  Reject  not  then  thy  fervant,  Lord, 
*      When  I  with  age  decay  : 
Forfake  me  not,  when  worn  with  years, 
My  vigour  fades  away. 


PSALM      LXXI.  J2I 

io  My  foes,  againft  my  fame  and  me, 
With  crafty  malice  ipeak  ; 
Againft  my  foul  they  lay  their  fnares, 
And  mutual  counfel  take, 
ii  "  His  God,  fay  they,  forfakes  him  now, 
"  On  whom  he  did  rely  : 
"  Purfue  and  take  him,  whilft  no  hope 
"  Of  timely  aid  is  nigh." 

12  But  thou,  my  God,  withdraw  not  far, 

For  fpeedy  help  I  call  ; 

13  To  fharne  and  ruin  bring  my  foes, 

That  feek  to  work  my  fall. 
14 But  as  for  me,  my  tledfaft  hope 
Shall  on  thy  pqw'r  depend  ; 
And  I  in  grateful  fongs  of  praife, 
My  time  to  come  will  fpend. 

PART        II. 

X5  Thy  righteous  acls  and  faving  health 
My  mouth  (hall  ftill  declare  ; 
Unable  yet  to  count  them  all, 
Though  fum'd  with  utmoft  care. 

16  While  God  vouchfafes  me  his  iupport, 

I'll  in  his  ftrength  go  on  5 
All  other  righteoufnefs  difclaim, 
And  mention  his  alone. 

17  Thou,  Lord,  haft  taught  me  from  my  youth 

To  praife  thy  glorious  name  : 
And  ever  fince  thy  wond'rous  works 
Have  been  my  confiant  theme. 

18  Then  now  iorfake  me  not,  when  I 

Am  grey  and  feeble  grown  ; 
'Till  I  to  thele,  and  future  times, 

Thy  ftrength  and  pow'r  havs  ihowa>       h 
I,  " 


122  PSALM      LXXII. 

19  How  high  thy  juftice  foars,  O  God  ; 

How  great  and  wond'rous  are 
The  mighty  works  which  thou  haft  done  ! 
Who  may  with  thee  compare  ! 

20  Me,  whom  thy  hand  has  forely  prefs'd, 

Thy  grace  fhall  yet  relieve  : 
And  from  the  loweft.  depth  of  woe 
With  tender  care  retrieve. 

21  Through  thee,  my  time  to  come  fhall  be 
.     With  pow'r  and  greatnefs  crown'd  ; 
And  me,  who  difmal  years  have  pafs'd, 

Thy  comforts  fhall  furround  : 

22  Therefore  with  pfaltery  and  harp, 

Thy  truth,  O  Lord,  I'll  praife  ; 
To  thee,  the  God  of  Jacob's  race, 
My  voice  in  anthems  raife. 

23  Then  joy  fhall  fill  my  mouth,  and  fongs 

Employ  my  cheerful  voice  j 
My  grateful  foul,  by  thee  redeem'd, 
Shall  in  thv  ftrength  rejo;ce, 

24  My  tongue  thy  juft  and  righteous  a  els 

Shall  all  the  day  proclaim  ; 
Becaufe  thou  did"tt  confound  my  fees, 
And  brought' ft  thern  all  to  fhame. 

IPfalm  LXXII.    Common  metre. 

1  T    ORD,  let  thy  juft  decrees  the  king 
1-J        In  all  his  ways  direct  ; 

And  let  his  { on, -throughout  his  reign, 
Thy  righteous  laws  refpecl. 

2  So  fhall  he  (till  thy  people  judge 

With  pure  and  upright  mind, 
Whilft  all  the  helplefs  poor  fhall  him 
Thajr  ju»1  pioteclor  find, 


PSALM     LXXII. 


123 


3  Then  hills  and  mountains  fhall  bring  forth. 

The  happy-  fruits  of  peace  ; 
Which  all  the  land  fhall  own  to  be 
The  work  of  righteoulnefs  : 

4  Whilft  he  the  poor  and  needy  race 

Shall  rule  with  gentle  lway, 
And  from  their  humble  neck  mall  take 
Oppreflive  yokes  away. 

,5  In  ev'ry  heart,  thy  awful  fear 
Shall  then  be  rooted  fail, 
As  long  as  fun  and  moon  endure, 
Or  time  itfelf  fhall  laft. 

6  He  fhall  defcend  like  rain  that  cheers 

The  meadows  fecond  birth  ; 
Or  like  warm  fhowVs  whofe  gentle  drops 
Refrefh  the  thirfty  earth. 

7  In  his  bleft  days  the  juft  and  good 

Shall  be  with  favour  crown'd  ; 
The  happy  land  fhall  every  where 
With  endlefs  peace  abound. 

5  His  uncontroul'd  dominion  fhall 

From  fea  to  fea  extend  ; 
Begin  at  proud  Euphrates''  flreams, 
At  nature's  limits  end. 

9  To  him  the  favage  nations  round 
Shall  bow  their  fervile  heads  : 
His  vanquifh'd  foes  fhall  lick  the  duf£, 
Where  he  his  cenqueft  fpreads  : 
10 The  kings  of  Tarjbijb.  and  (he  ifles, 
Shall  coftly  prefents  bring  ; 
From  fpicy  Sheba  gifts  fhall  come. 
And  wealthy  Saba's  king.  jj 


124  PSALM      LXXII. 

12  To  him  fhall  every  king  on  earth 
His  humble  homage  pay  ; 
And  diff 'ring  nations  gladly  join 
To  own  his  righteous  fway. 

12  For  he  fhall  fet  the  needy  free, 

When  they  for  luccour  cry  ; 
Shall  fave  the  helplefs,  and  the  poor, 
And  all  their  wants  fupply. 

PART      II. 

13  His  providence  for  needy  fouls, 

Shall  due  fupplies  prepare  : 

And  over  their  defencelefs  lives 

Shall  watch  with  tender  care. 

14  He  fhall  preierve  and  keep  their  fouls 

From  fraud  and  rapine  free  ; 
And  in  his  fight  their  guiltiefs  blood 
Of  mighty  price  fhall  be. 

15 Therefore  fhall  God,  his  life  and  reign 

To  many  years  extend  ; 
Whiift  eaftern  princes  tribute  pay, 

And  golden  prefents  fend. 
For  him  fhall  conftant  pray'rs  be  made 

Through  all  his  profp'rous  days  : 
His  juft  dominion  fhall  afford 

A  lafting  theme  of  praife. 

16  Of  ufeful  grain,  through  all  the  land, 

Great  plenty  fhall  appear  ; 
A  handful  fown  on  mountain  tops 

A  mighty  crop  fhall  bear  : 
Its  fruit,  like  cedars  fliook  by  winds, 

A  rattling  noife  fhall  yield  : 
The  city  too  lhall  thrive,  and  vie 

For  plenty,  with  the  field. 


psalm    LXXIH.  125 

17  The  mem'ry  of  his  glorious  name 

Through  endlefs  years  fhall  run  ; 
His  fpotlefs  fame  mall  Ihine  as  bright 

And  lafting  as  the  fun. 
In  him  the  nations  of  the  world 

Shall  be  completely  blefs'd 
And  his  unbounded  happinefs 

By  ev'ry  tongue  conf^fe'd. 

18  Then  blefs'd  be  God,  tfse  mighty  Lord,. 

The  God  whom  Jfrael  fears  j 
Who  only  wond'rous  in  his  works, 
Beyond  compare,  appears. 

19  Let  earth  be  with  his  glory  fill'd  ; 

-For  ever  blefs  his  name  ; 
Whilfl:  to  his  praife  the  lifTning  world 
Their  glad  affent  proclaim. 

Pfalm  LXXIII.  Long  metre, 

j     A  T  length  by  certain  proofs,  'tis  plain 
-*"*■    That  God  will  to  his  faints  be  kind  ; 
That  all  whole  hearts  are  pure  and  clean, 
Shall  his  protecting  favour  find. 
a,  3  'Till  this  fufiaining  truth  I  knew, 
My  lbgg'ring  feet  had  almoft  fail'd  : 
I  griev'd,  the  fmners  wealth  to  view, 
And  envy'd  when  the  fools  prevail'd. 

4, 5  They  to  the  grave  in  peace  defcend, 

And,  whilfl  they  live,  are  hale  and  (rrong  > 
No  plague  or  trouble  them  offend, 
Which  oft  to  other  men  belong. 
6,7  With  pride,  as  with  a  chain,  they're  held, 
And  rapine  feems  their  robe  of  ftate  ; 
Their  eyes  ftand  out,  with  fatnefs  fwell'd  ; 
They  grow,  beyond  their  wifhes  great.     f| 


lit  psalm    LXXIH. 

8,9With:hearts  corrupt,  and  lofty  talk, 
OpprefTive  methods  they  defend  ; 
Their  tongue  thro'  all  the  earth  does  walkj 
Their  blafphemies  to  heav'n  afcend. 
10  And  yet  admiring  crouds  are  found, 
Who  iervile  vifits  duly  make  ; 
Becaufe  with  plenty  they  abound, 
Of  which  their  flatt'ring  flaves  partake. 

ii  Their  fond  opinions  thefe  purfue, 
'Till  they  with  them  profanely  crv, 
*'  How  fhould  the  Lord  our  actions  view  ? 
Can  he  perceive  who  dwells  lo  high  r" 
12  Behold  the  wicked  !  thefe  are  they 
Who  openly  their  fins  profeis  ; 
And  yet  their  wealth's  increas'd  each  day, 
And  all  their  actions  meet  fuccefs. 

13,14  "Then  have  I  cleans'd  my  heart  (faid  I) 
And  wauVd  my  hands  from  guilt,  in  vain. 
If  all  the  day  opprefs'd  I  lie, 

And  ev'ry  morning  hrffer  pain." 
15 Thus  did  I  once  to  fpeak  intend  : 
But  if  fuch  things  I  rafhly  fay, 
Thy  children,  Lord,  I  mult  offend, 
And  baiely  mould  their  caufe  betray. 

PART      II. 

16,17  To  fathom  this-,  my  thoughts  I  bent, 
But  found  the  cafe  too  hard  for  me  ; 
'Till  to  the  houfe  of  God  I  went  : 
Then  I,  their  end  did  plainly  fee. 
18  How  high  foe'er  advanc'd,  they  all 
On  ilip'ry  places  looiely  panel  ; 
Thence  into  ruin  headlong  fall, 

Caft  down  by  thine  avenging  hand.  {I 


PSALM      LXXIV.  12 

£5,20  How  dreadful  and  how  quick  their  fate  ! 
Defpis'd  by  thee,  when  they're  deftroy'd, 
As  waking  men  with  fcorn  do  treat 
The  fancies  that  their  dreams  employ'd. 
2i,22Thus  was  my  heart  with  grief  oppreft, 
My  reins  were  rack'd  with  reftlefs  pains  ; 
So  flupid  was  I  like  a  beaft, 
Who  no  reflecting  thought  retains. 

23,24 Yet  (till  thy  prefence  me  fupply'd, 
And  thy  right  hand  ailiftance  gave  ; 
Thou  fir  ft:  fhalt  with  thy  counfel  guide, . 
And  then  to  glory  me  receive. 
25  Whom  then  in  heav'n  but  thee  alone 
Have  I  whole  favour  I  require  ? 
^Throughout  the  fpacious  earth  there's  none, 
That  I  befides  thee  can  defire. 

26 My  trembling  flefh  and  aching  heart, 
May  often  fail  to  fuccour  me  ; 
But  God  fhall  inward  (trength  impart, 
And  my  eternal  portion  be. 

27  For  they  that  far  from  thee  remove, 

Shall  into  fcidden  ruin  fall  : 
If  after  other  gods  they  rove, 
Thy  vengeance  (hall  deftroy  t4iem  all. 

28  But  as  for  me,  'tis  good  and  juft, 

That  I  fhould  ftilUo  God  repair  ; 
In  him  I  always  put  my  trull, 
And  will  his  wond'rous  works  declare. 

PfalltX  LXXIV.     Common  metre. 

iTITHY  haft  thou  caft  us  off,  O  God  r 
V  V      Wilt  thou  no  more  return  ? 
O  !  why  againft  thy  cholen  flock 
Does  thy  fierce  anger  burn  X  Jj 


128  PSALM      LXXIV. 

2  Think  on  thy  ancient  purchafe,  Lord, 

The  land  that  is  thy  own, 
By  thee  redeem'd  ;  and  8ioh%%  mount, 
Where  once  thy  glory  (hone. 

3  Oh,  come  and  view  our  ruin'd  (late  L. 

How  long  our  troubles  laft  ! 
See  how  the  foe  with  wicked  rage 
Has  laid  thy  temple  wafte  ! 

4  Thy  foes  blai'pheme  thy  name  ;  where  late 

Thy  zealous  fervants  pray'd, 
The  heathen  there,  with  haughty  pomp, 
Their  banners  have  difplay'd. 

5, 6  Thole  curious  carvings,  which  did  once     *  * 
Advance  the  ar tiff's  fame, 
With  axe  and  hammer  they  deftroy, 
Like  works  of  vulgar  frame. 

7  Thy  holy  temple  they  have  burnt ; 

And  what  efcap'd  the  flame, 
Has  been  profan'd,  and  quite  defae'd, 
Though  facred  to  thy  name. 

8  Thy  worfhip  wholly  to  deftroy 

Malicioufly  they  aim'd  ; 
And  all  the  facred  places  burn'd, 
Where  we  thy  praife  prcclaim'd. 

9  Yet  of  thy  prelence  thou  vouchfaf'ft 

No  tender  figns  to  fend  : 
We  have  no  prophet  now,  that  knows 
When  this  fad  flare  fhall  end. 

PART      II. 

loBut,  Lord,  how  long  wilt  thou  permit 
Th'  intuiting  foe  to  boafl  ? 
Shall  all  the  hono<ir  of  tin-  name 
For  evermore  be  loft  ?  11 


PSALM     LXXIV.  129 

ei  Why  hold'ft  thou   back  thy  ftrong  right 
And  on  thy  patient  breaft,  (hand, 

When  vengeance  calls  to  ftretch  it  forth, 
So  calmly  lett'ii  it  reft  ? 

22 Thou  heretofore  with  kingly  pow'r 
In  our  defence  haft  fought ; 
For  us,  throughout  the  wond'ring  world, 
Has  great  falvation  wrought. 

13  'Twas  thou,  O  God,  that  didlt  the  fea, 

By  thy  own  ftrength  divide  : 
Thou  break'ft  the  wat'ry  monfters'  head, 
The  waves  o'erwhelm'd  their  pride. 

14  The  greateft,  fierceft  of  them  all 

That  feem'd  the  deep  to  fway, 
Was  by  thy  pow'r  deftroy'd,  and  made 
To  lavage  beafts  a  prey. 
ijThouclav'ft  the  iolld  rock,  and  mad'ft 
The  waters  largely  flow  : 
Again,  thou  mad'ft,  through  parted  ftreams, 
Thy  wand'ring  people  go. 

16  Thine  is  the  cheerful  day,  and  thine 
The  black  return  of  night ; 
Thou  haft  prepar'd  the  glorious  fun, 
And  ev'ry  feebler  light. 
27  By  thee  the  borders  of  the  earth 
In  perfect  order  ftand  : 
The  fummer's  warmth,  and  winter's  cold, 
Attend  on  thy  command. 

PART      III. 

18  Remember,  Lord,  how  fcornful  foes 
Have  daily  urg'd  our  fhame  ; 
And  how  the  foolifh  people  have 
Blafghem'd  thy  holy  name.  .  }| 


13©  PSALM     LXXV. 

19  O,  free  thy  mourning  turtle  dove. 

By  fin ful  crouds  belet  ; 
Nor  the  aflembly  of  thy  poor 
For  evermore  forget. 

20  Thy  ancient  cov'nant,  Lord,   regard, 

And  make  thy  promife  good  ; 
For  now  each  corner  of  the  land 
Is  fill'd  with  men  of  blood. 
2,1  O  let  not  the  opprefs'd  return, 

With  forrow  cloth'd,  and  fnaffie  ; 
But  let  the  helplefs  and  the  poor 
Forever  praile  thy  name. 

i 

22  Arife,  O  God,  in  our  behalf; 

Thy  caufe  and  ours  maintain  : 
Remember  how  infuiting  fools 
Each  day  thy  name  profane  i 

23  Make  thou  the  boaftings  of  thy  foes 

Forever,  Lord,  to  ceafe  ; 
Whole  infolence,  if  unchaftis'd, 
Will  more  and  more  increafe. 

Pfalm  LXXV.  Common  metre. 

1  nnO  thee,  O  God,  we  render  praife, 
■*■         To  thee  with  thanks  repair  ; 
For,  that  thy  name  to  us  is  nigh, 
Thy  wondVous  works  declare. 
1  In  Ift'cl  when  my  throne  is  f.x'd, 
With  me  (hall  juftice  reign  ; 

3  The  land  with  difcord  makes,  but  I 

The  finking  frame  fuftain. 

4  Deluded  wretches  I  advis'd 

Their  errours  to  redrefs  ! 
And  warn'd  bold  finners,   that  they  mould 
Their  fwelling  pride  fupprefs.  \ 


PSALM      LXXVI.  I£I 

5  Bear  not  yourfelves  fo  high,  as  if 

No  povv'r  could  your's  restrain  : 
.Submit  your  flubborn  necks,  and  learn 
To  fpeak  with  lefs  difdain  : 

6  For  that  promotion,  which  to  gain, 

Your  vain  ambition  ftrives, 
From  neither  eaft,  nor  weft,  nor  yet 
From  fouthern  climes  arrives. 

7  For  God  the  great  difpoier  is, 

And  fov'reign  Judge  alone, 
Who  cafts  the  proud  to  earth,  and  lifts 
The  humble  to  a  throne. 

S  His  hand  holds  forth  a  dreadful  cup  j 

With  purple  wine  'tis  crown'd  ; 
The" deadly  mixture,  which  his  wrath 

Deals  out  to  nations  round. 
Of  this  his  faints  fometimes  may  tafte  ; 

But  wicked  men  mail  fqueeze 
Their  bitter  dregs,  and  be  condemned 

To  drink  the  very  lees. 

9  His  prophet  I,  to  all  the  world 
This  meffage  will  relate  : 
The  juftice  then  of  Jacob's  God 
My  ibng  fhall  celebrate. 
io  The  wicked's  pride  I  will  reduce. 
Their  cruelty  difarm  ; 
Exalt  the  jure,  and  feat  him  high, 
Above  the  reach  of  harm. 


Prallll  LXXVI.  Particular  metre. 

N  Judah  the  Almighty's  known 

(Almighty,  there,  by  wonders  mown  :) 
Hjs  name  in  Jqoh  does  excel  ;  () 


'I 


132  PSALM     LXXYT. 

2  His  fanftu'ry  in  Salem  ftands  : 
The  majefty  that  heav'n  commands, 

In  Sion  condefcends  to  dwell. 

3  He  brake  the  bow  and  arrows  there, 
The  fhield,  the  temper'd  fvvord  asd  fpear  j 

There  flain  the  mighty  army  lay  : 

4  Whence  Sion's  fame  through  earth  isfprcad, 
Of  greater  glory,  greater  dread, 

Than  hills  where  robbers  lodge  their  prey. 

5  Their  valiant  chiefs,  who  came  for  fpoil, 
Themfelves  met  there  a  fhameful  foil  : 

Securely  down  to  fleep  they  lay  ; 
But  wak'd  no  more  ;  their  ftouteft  band 
ISIe'er  lifted  one  refitting  hand 

'Gainft  his  that  did  their  legions  flay. 

6  When  Jacob's  God  began  to  frown, 
Both  horfe  and  charioteers  o'erthrown, 

Together  flept  in  endlefs  night. 

7  When  thou,  whom  earth  and  heav'n  revere 
Doft  once  with  wrathful  look  appear, 

What  mortal  pow'r  can  (rand  thy  Cght  ? 

(doom 

8  Pronounc'd   from  heav'n,   earth   heard  its 
Grew  hufli'd  with  fear  when  thou  did' ft  come, 

9  The  meek  with  j  lift  ice  to  reftore. 

io  The  wrath  of  man  (hall  yield  thee  praife  , 
Its  laft  attempts  but  ferve  to  raife 
The  triumphs  of  almighty  pow'r. 

ii  Vow  to  the  Lord  :  Ye  nations  bring 
Vow'd  prefents  to  th'  eternal  king  : 
Thus  to  his  name  d^.rev'rence  pay,        J! 


psalm    LXXVII.  i33 

nWho  proudeft  potentates  can  quell, 
To  earthly  kings  more  terrible, 

Than,  to  their  trembling,  fubje&s,  they, 

Pfalm  LXXVII.  Common  metre. 

i  HHO  God  I  cry'd,  who  to  my  help 
-*•      Did  gracioufly  repair  ; 

2  In  trouble's  diimal  day  I  fought 

My  God  with  humble  pray'r. 
All  night  my  feft'ring  wound  did  run ; 

No  med'cine  gave  relief : 
My  foul  no  comfort  would  admit, 

My  foul  indulg'd  her  grief. 

3  I  thought  on  God,  and  favours  pafs'd  : 

But  that  increas'd  my  pain: 
I  found  my  fpirit  more  opprefs'd, 
The  more  I  did  complain. 

4  Through  ev'ry  watch  of  tedious  night 

Thou  keep'It  my  eyes  awake  ; 
My  grief  fs  fwe'U'd  to  that  excefs, 
I  figh,  but  cannot  fpeak. 

5  I  calPd  to  mind  the  days  of  old, 

With  iignal  mercy  crown'd ; 
Thofe  famous  j'ears  of  ancient  times, 
For  miracles  renown'd. 

6  By  night  I  recollect  my  longs, 

On  former  triumphs  made  ; 
Then  learch,  confult,  and  afk  my  heart, 
Where's  now  that  wond'rous  aid  I 

7  Has  God  for  ever  call:  us  off? 

Withdrawn  his  favour  quite  ? 

8  Are  both  his  mercy  and  his  truth 

Reiir'd  to  endlels  night  ?  [| 

M 


IU-  PSALM      LXXVIT. 

9  Can  his  long  pra&is'd  love  forget 
Its  wonted  aids  to  bring  ? 
Has  he  in  wrath  (hut  up  and  feal'd 
His  mercy's  healing  fpring  ? 

iol  faid,  my  weaknefs  hints thefe  fears; 

But  I'll  my  fears  difband  ; 
I'll  yet  remember  the  Mod  High, 

And  years  of  his  right  hand. 
ii  I'll  call  to  mind  his  works  of  old, 

The  wonders  of  his  might  f 
1 2 On  them  my  heart  (hall  meditate, 

My  tongue  (hall  them  recite. 

23  Safe  lcdg'd  from  human  fearch  on  high, 

O  God,  thy  counlels  are  ! 
Who  is  fo  great  a  God  as  ours  ? 

Who  can  with  him  compare  ? 
i4Long  fince  a  God  of  wonders  thee 

Thy  refcu'd  people  found  : 
i5Long  fince  haft  thou  thy  chofen  feed 

With  ftrong  deliv' ranee  crown'd. 

1 6  When  thee,  O  God,  the  waters  faw, 
The  frighted  billows  flirunk  : 
The  troubled  depths  themfelves,  for  fear 
Beneath  their  channels  iunk. 
17 The  clouds  pour'd  down,   while    rending 
Did  with  their  noife  confpire,  [fkies 

Thy  arrows  all  abroad  were  lent, 
Wing'd  with  avenging  fire. 

iSHeav'n  with  thy  thunder's  voice  was  torn 

Whilft  all  the  lower  world  [feem'd 

With  lightning  blaz'd,    earth    fhook,   and 

From  her  foundations  huil'd,  II 


psalm    LXXVIII.  ttf 

^Through  rollingftreamsthoufind'flthyway, 
Thy  paths  in  waters  lie  j 
Thy  wond'rous  palfage,  where  no  fight 
Thy  footiteps  can  delcry. 

so  Thou  led'ft  thy  people  like  a  flock  j 
Safe  through  the  defart  land, 
By  Mofes,  their  meek  fkilful  guide, 
And  Aaron's  1 acred  hand, 

Pfaim  LXXVIII.    Common  metre. 

i  TTEAR,  O  my  people,  to  my  law, 
H     Devout  attention  lend  ; 
Let  the  inftruction  of  my  mouth. 
Deep  in  your  hearts  defcend. 

2  My  tongue,  by  infpiration  taught, 

Shall  parables  unfold, 
Dark  oracles,  but  underftood, 
And  own'd  for  truths  of  old  ; 

3  Which  we  from  facred  regifters 

Of  ancient  times  have  known, 
And  our  forefathers  pious  care 
To  us  has  handed  down. 

4  We  will  not  hide  them  from  our  fons; 

Our  offspring  fhall  be  taught 
The  praifesof  the  Lord,  whole  ftrengtii 
Has  works  of  wonders  wrought, 

5  For  Jacob  he  this  lav;  ordain'd, 

This  league  with  Iff  el  made  j 
With  charge,  to  be  from  age  to  age, 
From  race  to  race  convey'd. 
C  That  generations  yet  to  come, 
Should  to  their  unborn  heirs 
Religioufly  tranfmit  the  fame, 
And  they  again  to  theirs,  ]} 


I36  psalm    LXXVIII. 

7  To  teach  them  that  in  God  alone 

Their  hope  fecurely  ftands  ; 
That  they  mould  ne'er  his  works  forget, 
But  keep  his  juft  commands. 

8  Left,  like  their  fathers,  they  might  prove 

A  ftiff  rebellious  race, 
Falfe  hearted,  fickle  to  their  God, 
Unftedfaft  in  his  grace. 

9  Such  were  revolting  Ephraim's  fons, 

Who  though  to  warfare  bred, 
And  fkilful  archers  arm'd  with  bows, 

From  field  ignobly  fled. 
lo,n  They  falfify'd  their  league  with  God, 

His  orders  difobey'd, 
Forgot  his  works  and  miracles 

Before  their  eyes  difplay'd. 

1 2 Nor  wonders,  which  their  fathers  faw, 
Did  they  in  mind  retain  ; 
Prodigious  things  in  Egypt  done, 
And  Zoan's  fertile  plain. 

13  He  cut  the  feas  to  let  them  pafs, 

Reftrain'd  the  preffing  flood  ; 
While  pil'd  on  heaps,  on  either  fide, 
The  lblid  water  flood. 

14  A  wond'rous  pillar  led  them  on, 

Compos'd  of  fhade  and  light ; 
A  fhelt'ring  cloud  it  provM  by  day, 
A  leading  fire  by  night. 

15  When  drought  opprefs'd  them,  where  no 

The  wildernefs  fupply'd,  [itream 

He  cleft  the  rock,  whole  flinty  breaft 
Dillblv'd  into  a  tide.  I! 


PSALM     LXXVIII.  137 

16  Streams  from  the  lolid  rock  he  brought 

Which  down  in  rivers  fell, 
That  trav'ling  with  their  Camps  each  day 
Renew 'd  the  miracle. 

17  Yet  there  they  finn'd -again ft  him  more, 

Provoking  the  Moft  High  ; 

In  that  lame  defart  where  he  did 

Their  fainting  fowls  fupply. 

j8  They  firfl  incens'd  him  in  their  hearts, 
That  did  his  pow'r  diftruft, 
And  long'd  for  meat,  nor  tirg'd  by  want ; 
But  to  indulge  their  Kilt. 

19  Then  utter'd  their  blafpheming  doubts,. 

"  Can  God,  fay  they,  prepare 
A  table  in  the  wilderneis, 
Set  out  with  various  fare  ? 

20  "  He  (mote  the  flinty  rock  ('tis  true) 

And  gufhing  dreams  enfu'd  ; 
But  can  he  corn  and  flefh  provide 
For  fuch  a  multitude  ?"■ 

21  The  Lord  with  indignation  heard  j 

From  Heav'n  avenging  flame 
On  Jacob  fell,  conmming  wrath 
On  thanklefs  Jfr'el  came. 

22  Becaufe  their  unbelieving  hearts. 

In  God  would  not  confide, 
Nor  truft  his  care,  who  had  from  heav'n 
Their  wants  fo  oft  fupply'd  ; 

23  Though  he  had  made  his  clouds  difcharge 

Provifions  down  in  fhow'rs  ; 
And  when  earth  fail'd,  reliev'd  their  needs 
From  his  celeftial  ftores-  \\ 

M  z 


?3*  psalm    LXXVIH. 

24  Though  tasteful  manna  was  rain'd  down 

Their  hunger  to  relieve  ; 
Though  from  the  ftores  of  heav'n  they  did 
Suftaining  corn  receive. 

25  Thus  man  with  angels'  facred  food, 

Ungrateful  man,  was  fed  ; 
Not  fparingly,  for  Hill  they  found 
A  plenteous  table  fpread. 

26  From  heav'n  he  made  an  eafl:  wind  blow, 

Then  did  the  fouth  command 

27  To  rain  down  flefh  like  duft,  and  fowls 

Like  fea's  unnumber'd  fand. 

28  Within  their  trenches  he  let  fall 

The  lufcious  eafy  prey, 
And  all  around  their  fpreading  camp 
The  feather'd  booty  lay. 

29  They  fed,  were  fill'd,  he  gave  them  leave 

Their  appetites  to  feaft  ; 
30,31  Yet  ftill  their  wantou  luft  crav'd  on, 

Nor  with  their  hunger  ceas'd : 
But  whilft,  in  their  luxurious  mouths, 

They  did  their  dainties  chew, 
The  wrath  of  Gofd  fmote  down  their  chiefs, 

And  IffeVs  chofen  flew. 

PART     II. 

32  Yet  ftill  they  finn'd,  nor  would  afford 

His  miracles  belief ; 

33  Therefore  through  fruitlefs  travels  he 

Confiim'd  their  lives  in  grief. 
34"When  fome  were  flain,  the  reft  return'd 

To  God  with  early  cry  ; 
350wn'd  him  the  rock  of  their  defence, 

Their  Saviour  God  mpfthigh. 


F   S  A    L   M      LXXVIII.  139 

36  But  this  was  feign* d  fubmifion  all, 

Their  heart  their  tongue  bely'd  ; 

37  Their  heart  was  (till  perverfe,  nor  would 

Firm  in  his  league  abide. 

38  Yet,  full  of  mercy  he  forgave, 

Nor  did  with  death  chaftife  ! 
But  turn'd  his  kindled  wrath  alide. 
Or  would  not  let  it  rile. 

39  For  he  remember'd  they  were  flefli 

That  could  not  long  remain  ; 
A  murm'ring  wind  that's  quickly  paft, 
And  ne'er  returns  again. 

40  How  oft  did  they  provoke  him  there, 

How  oft  his  patience  grieve, 

In  that  fame  defart  where  he  did 

Their  fainting  fouls  relieve  ! 

41  They  tempted  him  by  turning  back, 

And  wickedly  repin'd  ; 
When  IfraeVs  God  refus'd  to  be 
By  their  defires  confin'd. 

42  Nor  call'd  to  mind  the  hand  and  day 

That  their  redemption  brought  ; 
43Hisfignsin  Egypt,  wond'rous  works 
In  Zoan's  valley  wrought, 

44He  turn'd  their  rivers  into  blood, 

That  man  and  bealt  forbore  ; 
And  rather  chofejto' die  of  thirft, 

Than  drink  the  putrid  gore. 
45  He  lent  devouring  fwarms  of  flies, 

Hoarle  frogs  annoy'd  their  ioil, 
46Locuftsand  caterpillars  reap'd 

The  harveft o-f  their  toil, 


lis  f  s  a  l  m  Lxxvnr. 

47  Their  vines  with  batt'ring  hail  were  broke, 

With  froft  the  fig  tree  dies  ; 

48  Lightning  and  hail  made  flocks  and  herds 

One  general  facrifice. 

49  He  turrTd  his  anger  loofe  and  fet 

No  time  for  it  to  ceafe  ; 
And  with  their  plagues  had  angels  ientf 
Their  torments  to  increafe. 

50  He  cleared  a  paflage  for  his  wrath 

To  ravage  uncontrourd  ; 
The  murrain  on  their  rhitlings  feiz*& 
in  ev'ry  field  and  fold. 

51  The  deadly  pefi  from  beaft  to  man, 

From  field  to  city  came  ; 
It  flew  their  heirs,  their  eldeft  hopee, 
Through  all  the  tents  oi  Ham. 


52  But  his  owa  tribe,  like  folded  fheeji, 

He  brought  from  their  diflrefs  ; 
And  them  conducted  like  a  flock, 
Throughout  the  wildernefs. 

53  He  led  them  on,  and  in  their  way 

No  cauFe  of  Fear  they  found  ; 
But  march'd  lecurely  through  thofe  deeps, 
In  which  their  ibes  were  drown' d  : 

54Nor  ceas'-d  his  care  'till  them  he  brought 
Safe  to  his  promis'd  land, 
And  to  his  holy  mount,  the  prize 
Of  his  victorious  hand. 
S$  To  them  the  outcafl  heathen's  land 
He  did  by  lot  divide  ; 
And  in  their  foes  abandoned  ter.ts, 
Made  #rV/'s  tribe;  icfidc, 


rs  a  l  m    LXXVIIT.  s4£ 

PART      III. 

^6Yet  Hill  they  tempted,  ftill  provok'd 
The  wrath  of  God  moft  high  ; 
Nor  would  to  praclife  his  commands 
Their  ftubborn  hearts  apply  : 

57  But  in -their  faithlef's  father's  fteps 

Perverfely  chofe  to  go  : 
They  turn'd  afide,  like  arrows  mot 
From  fome  deceitful  bow. 

58  For  him  to  fury  they  provok'd 

With  altars  fet  on  high  ; 
And  with  their  graven  images 
Inflam'd  his  jealo'ufy. 

59  When  God  heard  this,  on  i/rV/'s  tribes 

His  wrath  and  hatred  fell  3 

60  He  quitted  Shiloh,  and  the  tents 

Where  once  he  chofe  to  dwell- 

61  To  vile  captivity  his  ark, 

His  glory  to  difdain, 

62  His  people  to  the  fword  he  gave, 

Nor  would  his  wrath  reftrain. 

63  Deftru&ive  war  their  ablefi:  youth 

Untimely  did  confound  : 
No  virgin  was  to  th'  altar  led, 
With  nuptial  garlands  crown'cL 

64 In  fight  the  facrificer  fell, 
The  prieft  a  viclim  bled  ; 
And  widows,  who  their  death  mould  mourn  3 
Themfelves  of  grief  were  dead. 
£5  Then  as  a  giant  roufM  from  fleep, 

Whom  wine  had  th'roughly  warm'd, 
Shouts  out  aloud— the  Lord  awak'd, 
And  his  proud  foe  alarm' d  !| 


142  psalm    LXXIX, 

66  He  fmote  their  hoft,  that  from  the  field 

A  lcatter'd  remnant  came, 
With  wounds  imprinted  on  their  backs 

Of  everlaftwg  fharae. 
€7  With  conqueiis  crownM,  he  Jofepb's  tattS 

And  Epbraim's  tribe  forfook  ; 

68  But  Judah  chofe,  and  Sion's  mount 

For  his  lov'd  dwelling  took. 

69  His  temple  he  erected  there, 

With  ipires  exalted  high  : 
While  deep  and  fix'd  as  that  of  earth 
The  (trong  foundations  lie. 

70  His  faithful  fervant  David  too, 

He  for  his  choice  did  &n  n, 
And  from  the  fheepfolds  him  advanced 
To  fit  on  Judah\  throne. 

71  From  tending  on  the  teeming  ewes, 

He  bro*f^ht  him  forth  to  feed, 
His  own  inheritance,  the  tribes 

OfZ/VV/'s  chofen  feed. 
72 Exalted  thus  the  monarch  prov'd 

A  faithful  mepherd  frill  ; 
He  fed  them  with  an  upright  heart, 

And  guided  them  with  He  ill. 


3pfalt!t  LXXIX.    Common  metre. 

jT>EHOLD,  O  God,  how  heathen  hofts 
£5    Have  thy  povfefiion  feiz'd  \ 
Thy  facred  houfe  they  have  denTci, 
Thy  holy  cityraz'd. 
2  The  mangled  bodies  of  thy  faints, 
Abroad  unbiiried  lay : 
Their  flefh  expos'd  to  favage  beafts, 
And  rav'nous  birds  of  prey. 


PSALM     LXXIX.  143 

3  Qu^e  through  Jerusalem  was  their  blood 

Like  common  water  (hed  ; 
And  none  were  left  alive  to  pay 
Laft  duties  to  the  dead. 

4  The  neighb'ring  lands  our  fmall  remains 

With  loud  reproaches  wound  ; 
And  we  a  laughing  ftock  are  mad© 
To  all  the  nations  round. 

5  How  long  wilt  thou  be  angry,  Lord, 

Muft  we  forever  mourn  ? 
Shall  thy  devouring  jealous  rage, 
Like  fire  for  ever  burn  ? 

6  On  foreign  lands  that  know  not  the&, 

Thy  heavy  vengeance  fhow'r  ; 
Thofe  finful  kingdoms  let  it  crufh, 
That  have  not  own'd  thy  pow'r. 

7  For  their  devouring  jaws  have  prey'd 

On  Jacob's  cho(«n  race  ;  ■ 
And  to  a  barren  defert  turn'd 
Their  fruitful  dwelling  place,  - 

8  O  think  not  on  our  former  fins, 

But  fpeedily  prevent 
The  utter  ruin  of  thy  faints, 
Almoft  with  forrow  fpent  f 

9  Thou  God  of  our  falvation,  help, 

And  free  our  fouls  from  blame  j 
So  mall  our  pardon  and  defence 

Exalt  thy  glorious  name. 
10 Let  infidels,  that  fcoffing  fav, 

"  Where  is  the  God  they  'boa  (1  ?"" 
In  vengeance  for  thy  /laughter' d  faints, 
,    Perceive  thee  tV  their  c^it.  || 


144  psalm    LXXX. 

ii  Lord,  hear  the  fighing  pris'ner's  moafi'3, 
Thy  faving  pow'r  extend  ; 
Preferve  the  wretches  doom'd  to  die, 
From  that  untimely  end. 

12  On  them,  who  usopprefs,  let  all 

Our  fuff'rings  be  repaid  : 
Make  their  confufion  feven  times  more 
Than  what  on  us  they  laid. 

13  So  we  thy  people  and  thy  flock, 

Shall  ever  praife  thy  name  : 
And  with  glad  hearts  our  grateful  thanks 
From  age  to  age  proclaim. 

PfaimLXXX.  Long  metre. 

1  r\  ISR'EUs  fhepherd,  Jofffh's  guide, 
v^    Our  pray-rs  to  thee  vouchfafe  to  hear  ; 
Thou  that  doft  on  the  cherubs  ride, 
Again  in  folemn  Mate  appear- 
a  Behold  how  Benjamin  expects, 

With  Ephraim  and  Manajfeh  join'cf, 
In  our  deliv'rance,  the  effects 
Of  thy  refiftlefs  ftrength  to  find. 

3  Do  thou  convert  us,  Lord,  do  thou 

The  luftre  of  thy  face  difplay  j 
And  all  the  ills  we  fujfer  now, 

Like  fcatter'd  clouds  fliall  pafs  away. 

4  O  thou,  whom  heav'nly  hofts  obey, 

How  long  fhajl  thy  fierce  anger  burn  ? 
How  long  thy  luff' ring  -people  pray, 
And  to  their  pray'rs  have  no  return. 

5  When  hungry,  we  are  forc'd  to  drench 

Our  icaijty  food  in  floods  of  woe  : 
When  dry,  our  raging  th'irft  we  quench' 
With  ftream*  of  tears  that  hugely  Aw.    {* 


psalm    LXXX.  i4j 

$  For  us  the  heathen  nations  round, 
As  for  a  common  prey,  conteft  ; 
Our  foes  with  fpiteful  joy  abound, 
And  at  our  left  condition  jeft. 


7  Do  thou  convert  us,  Lord,  do  thou 
The  luftre  of  thy  face  difplay, 
And  all  the  ills  we  fuffer  now, 
Like  fcatter'd  clouds  Thall  pafs  away. 

PART      II. 

g  Thou  brought'/!  a  vine  from  Egypt's  land  ; 

And  catting  out  the  heathen  race, 
Didft  plant  it  with  thine  own  right  hand, 

And  firmly  fix'd  it  in  their  place, 
9  Before  it  thou  prepar'dft  the  way, 

And  mad' ft  it  take  a  'afting  root*, 
_  Which,  blefs'd  with  thy  indulgent  ray, 

O'er  all  the  land  did  widely  ihoot, 

10,11  The  hills  were  cover'd  with  its  fhade, 
Its  goodly  boughs  did  cedars  feera  : 
Its  branches  to  the  fea  were  fpread, 

And  reach' d  to  proud  Euphrates'  firearm. 

12  Why  then  haft  thou  its  hedge  o'erthrown, 

Which  thou  haft  made  fo  firm  and  ftrong  ? 
Whilft  all  its  grapes,  defencelefs  grown, 
Are  pluck' d  by  thofe  that  pafs  along. 

13  See  how  the  briftling  foreft  boar 

With  dreadful  fury  lays  it  walle  : 
Hark  !  how  the  favage  monfters  roar, 
And  to  their  helplefs  prey  make  hafle. 

PART      III. 

14T0  thee,  O  Gxl  of  hofts,  we  pray 

Thy  wont?  j  goodn-efs,  Lord,  renew  i 


146  psalm    LXXXI. 

From  heav'n  thy  throne  this  vine  furvey, 
And  her  fad  ftate  with  pity  view. 
25  Behold  the  vineyard,  made  by  thee, 

Which  thy  right  hand  did  guard  fo  long  j 

Atod  keep  that  branch  from  danger  tree, 
Which  for  thyfelf  thou  mad* ft  lo  ftrong. 

1 6  To  wafting  flames  'tis  made  a  prey, 

And  all  its  fpreading  boughs  cut  down  : 
At  thy  rebuke  they  foon  decay, 
And  perifh  at  thy  dreadful  frown. 

17  Crown  thou  the  king  with  good  fuccefs, 

By  thy  right  hand  fecur'd  from  wrong  : 
The  fon  of  man  in  mercy  blefs, 

Whom  for  thyfelf  thou  mad'ft  fo  ftrong. 

18 So  fhall  we  ftill  continue  free, 

From  whatfoe'er  deferves  thy  blame  ; 
And  if  once  more  reviv'd  by  thee, 
Will  always  praife  thy  holy  name. 
19  Do  thou  convert  us,  Lord,  do  thou 
The  luftre  of  thy  face  difplay, 
And  all  the  ills  we  fnffer  now, 
Like  fcatter'd  clouds  fhall  pafs  away. 


IPfalm  LXXXI.  Common  metre. 

2  r_pO  God,  our  never  failing  ftrength, 
-*■      With  loud  applaufes  ling  : 
And  jointly  make  a  cheerful  noife 
To  Jacob's  awful  King. 
2  Compofe  a  hymn  of  piaife,  and  touch 
Your  infrruments  of  joy  : 
Let  pfalteriesand  pleafanti  arps, 
Your  grateful  fkill  employ.  1 


PSALM     LXXXI.  147 

3  Let  trumpets  at  the  great  new  moon 

Their  cheerful  voices  raife, 
To  celebrate  th'  appointed  time, 
The  folemn  day  of  praife. 

4  For  this  a  ftatute  was  of  old, 

Which  Jacob's  God  decreed, 
To  be  with  pious  care  obferv'd 
By  If r' el's  chofen  feed. 

5  This,  he  for  a  memorial  fix'd, 

When  freed  from  Egypt's  land  ; 
Strange  nations  barb'rous  ipeech  we  heard* 
-But  could  not  underftand. 

6  Your  burthen'd  moulders  I  reliev'd, 

(Thus  feem'd  our  God  to  fay) 
Your  fervile  hands  by  me  were  freed 
From  lafe'ring  in  the  clay. 

7  Your  anceftors,  with  wrongs  opprefs'd, 

To  me  for  aid  did  call : 
With  pity  I  their  fuff 'rings  faw, 

And  fet  them  free  from  all. 
They  lought  for  me,  and  from  the  cloud 

In  thunder  I  reply'd  : 
At  MeribaVs  contentious  ftream 

Their  faith  and  duty  try'd. 

PART      II. 

%  While  I  my  folemn  will  declare, 
My  chofen  people  hear  : 
If  thou,  O  Ifr'el,  to  my  words 
Wilt  lend  thy  lift'ning  ear  ; 
9  Then  (hall  no  God  befides  myfelf 
Within  thy  coafrs  be  found  : 
Nor  fhalt  thou  worfliip  any  god 
Of  all  tfie  nations  round*-  -ft 


*48  psalm    LXXXII. 

ioThe  Lord  thy  God  am  I,  who  thee 
Brought  forth  from  Egypt's  land  i 
'Tis  I,  that  all  thy  juft.  delires 
Supply  with  lib'ral  hand. 

11  But  they,  my  chofen  race  refus'd 

To  hearken  to  my  voice  ; 
Nor  would  rebellious  i/rV/'s  ions 
Make  me  their  happy  choice. 

12  So  I  provok'd,  refign'd  them  up, 

To  ev'ry  lufta  prey  ; 
And  in  their  own  perverfe  defigns 
Permitted  them  to  ftray. 

13  O  that  my  people  wifely  would 

My  juft  commandments  heed  ! 
And  i/rV/in  my  righteous  ways 
With  pious  care  proceed. 

34  Then  fhould  my  heavy  judgments  fall 
On  all  that  them  oppofe  ; 
And  my  avenging  hand  be  turn'd 
Againft  their  num'rous  foes. 

15  Their  enemies  and  mine  mould  all 

Before  my  footftool  bend  : 
But  as  for  them,  their  happy  ftate 
Should  never  know  an  end. 

16  All  parts  with  plenty  fhould  abound  \ 

With  fineft  wheat  their  field  : 
The  barren  rocks,  to  plea'e  their  tafte, 
Should  richeft  honey  yield. 

ipfalitli  LXXXII.    Common  metre. 

1  f~^  OD  in  the  great  affembly  (lands, 
^Jr    Where  his  impartial  eye 
In  ftate  furveys  the  earthly  gods, 

And  does  their  judgments  try.  [ 


PSALM      LXXXIII.  149 

2,3  How  dare  ye  then  unjuftly  judge, 
Or  be  to  finners  kind  ? 
Defend  the  orphans,  and  the  poor, 
Let  fuch  your  juftice  find. 

4  Protect  the  humble,  helplefs  man, 

Reduc'd  to  deep  diftrels, 
And  let  not  him  become  a  prey 
To  fuch  as  would  opprefs. 

5  They  neither  know,  nor  will  they  learn, 

But  blindly  rove  and  itray  : 
Juftice  and  truth,  the -world's  fupport, 
Through  all  the  land  decay. 

6  Well  then  might  God  in  anger  fay, 

"  I've  call'd  you  by  my  name  : 
"  I've  faid  ye're  God's,  the  fons  and  heirs* 
"  Of  my  immortal  fame  ; 

7  "  But  ne'ejthelefs  your  unjuft  deeds 

"  To  ftrift  account  Fll  call  : 
"  You  all  fhall  die  like  common  men, 
"  Like  other  tyrants  fall." 

8  Arife,  and  thy  juft  judgments,  Lord, 

Throughout  the  earth  difplay  j 
And  all  the  nations  of  the  world 
Shall  own  thy  righteous  fway. 

Pfaiit!  LXXXIII.    Gommon  ?netre. 

1    UTOLD  not  thy  peace,  O  Lord  our  God, 
■*— *-        No  longer  filent  be  ; 
Nor  with  confenting  quiet  looks 
'  Our  ruin  calmly  fee  ! 
-2  For  lo  !  the  tumults  of  thy  foes 
O'er  all  the  land  are  fpread  ; 
And  they  which  hate  thy  faints  and  thet 
Lift  up  their  threat'ning  head.  H 

N  2 


i^o  psalm  Lxxxnr. 

3  Again  ft  thy  zealous  people,  Lord, 

They  craftily  combine  : 
And  to  deftroy  thy  chofen  faints 
Have  laid  their  clofe  defign. 

4  "  Come  let  us  cut  them  off,  fay  they, 

"  Their  nation  quite  deface  ; 
"  That  no  remembrance  may  remain 
"  Of  Ifr'eFa  hated  race." 

5  Thus  tliey  againft  thy  people's  peace, 

Coufult  with  one  content  : 
And  differing  nations  jointly  leagu'd 
Their  common  malice  vent. 

6  The  IJlmi 'elites  that  dwell  in  tents4 

With  warlike  Edom  join'd  ; 
And  Moafrs  ions  our  ruin  vow, 
With  Hagar's  race  combin'd, 

j  Proud  Jmmon's  offspring,  Gebaltoo 
With  Amalek  confpire  : 
The  Lords  of  Palejline,  and  all 
The  wealthy  fons  of  Tyre. 

8  All  thefe  the  ftrong  AJfynan  king 

Their  firm  ally  have  got  ; 
Who,  with  a  pow'rftil  army  aids 
Th'  inceftuous  race  of  L,ot, 

PART      III. 

9  But  let  fuch  vengeance  come  to  them, 

As  once  to  Midian  came  ; 
To  Jabln  and  proud  S-fera, 

At  Kijhon's  fatal  ftrcam. 
xoWhen  thy  right  hand  their  numerous  hofts 

Near  Endor  did  confound, 
And  left  their  carcalles  for  dung 

To  feed  the  hungry  ground.  I 


PSALM     LXXXIV.  lp 

ii  Let  all  their  mighty  men  the  fate 

Of  Zeb  and  Oreb  (hare  : 
As  Zeba  and  Zalmunna,  fo 
Let  all  their  princes  fare. 

12  Who,  with  the  fame  d'efign  infpir'd, 

Thus  vainly  boafting  fpake, 

"  In  firm  poffeiTion  for  ourfelves 

"  Let  us  God's  houfes  take." 

1 3  To  ruin  let  them  hade,  like  wheels 

Which  downwards  fwiftly  move  : 
Like  chaff  before  the  wind,  let  ail 
Their  fcatter'd  forces  prove. 
14, 15  As  flames  confume  dry  wood  or  heath 
That  on  parch'd  mountains  grows, 
So  let  thy  fierce  purfuing  wrath 
With  terrour  ftrike  thy  foes. 

16,17  Lord,  fhroud  their  faces  with  difgrace, 
That  they  may  own  thy  name  : 
Or  them  confound,  whofe  harden'd  hearts 
Thy  gentler  means  difclaim. 
1SS0  mall  the  wond'ring  world  confefs 
That  thou  who  claim'ft  alone 
Jehovah's  name,  o'er  all  the  earth 
Haft  rais'd  thy  lofty  throne. 


Pfalttl  LXXXIV.    Common  metre. 

1  f^\  GOD  of  hofts,  the  mighty  Lord, 
*<J    How  lovely  is  the  place, 
Where  thou,  enthron'd  in  glory,  mew' ft 

The  brightnefs  of  thy  face  ! 

2  My  longing  foul  faints  with  defire, 

To  view  thy  ble/t  abode  : 
My  panting  heart  and  flefh  cry  out 
For  thee,  the  living  God,    '  % 


fJ2  PSALM      LXXXIV. 

3  The  birds,  more  happy  far  than  I, 

Around  thy  temple  throng  ; 
Securely  there  they  build,  and  there 
Securely  hatch  their  young. 

4  O  Lord  of  Hofts,  my  King  and  God, 

How  highly  bleft  are  they, 
Who  in  thy  temple  always  dwell, 
And  there  thy  praife  difplay  ! 

5  Thrice  happy  they  whofe  choice  has  thee 

Their  fure  prote6tion  made, 
Who  long  to  tread  the  facred  ways 
That  to  thy  dwelling  lead  ! 

6  Who  pafs  through  Baca's  thirfty  vale, 

Yet  no  refreshment  want  : 
Their  pools  arefill'd  with  rain,  which  thou 
At  their  requeft  doft  grant. 

7  Thus  they  proceed  from  flrength  to  ftrength 

And  ftill  approach  more  near  ; 
'Till  alhon  Sion's  holy  mount 
Before  their  God  appear. 

8  O  Lord,  the  mighty  God  of  hofts, 

My  juft  requefts  regard  ; 
Thou  God  of  Jacob ,  let  my  pray'r 
Be  (till  with  favour  heard. 


9  Behold,  O  God,  for  thou  alone 
Canft  timely  aid  dilpenfe  : 
On  thy  anointed  fervant  look, 
Be  thou  his  ftrong  defence. 
«oFor  in  thy  courts  one  fingle  day 
'Tis  better  to  attend, 
Than,  Lord,  in  any  place  befides 
A  tlioufand  days  to  fpend. 


PSALM     LXXXV.  153 

Much  rather  in  God's  houfe  will  I 

The  meaneft  office  take, 
Than  in  the  wealthy  tents  of  fin 

My  pompous  dwelling  make. 

11  For  God,  who  is  our  fun  and  fhield, 

Will  grace  and  glory  give  ; 
And  no  good  thing  will  he  withhold 
From  them  that  juftly  live. 

12  Thou  God,  whom  heav'nly  holts  obey, 

How  highly  bleft  is  he, 
Whofe  hope  and  trull  fecurely  placed, 
Is  ftill  repos'd  on  thee  ! 

Pfalm  LXXXV.  Common  metre. 

1   T    ORD,  thou  haft  granted  to  thy  land, 
•*-*    The  favours  we  implor'd, 
And  faithful  Jacobs  captive  race 
Molt  gracioufly  reftor'd. 
2,3Thy  people's  fins  thou  haft  abfolv'd, 
And  all  their  guilt  defac'd  : 
Thou  haft  not  let  thy  wrath  flame  on, 
Nor  thy  fierce  anger  laft. 

4  O  God  our  Saviour,  all  our  hearts 
To  thy  obedience  turn  ; 
That,  kindled  by  our  former  fins, 
Thy  wrath  no  more  may  burn  : 
5, 6 For  why  fhould'ft  thou  be  angry  ftill, 
And  wrath  fo  long  retain  ? 
Revive  us,  Lord,  and  let  thy  faints 
Thy  wonted  comfort  gain. 

7  Thy  gracious  favour,  Lord,  'difplay, 
Which  we  have  long  implor'd  ; 
And  for  thy  wond'rous  mercy's  fake, 
Thy  wonted  aid  afford.  \] 


154  psalm    LXXXVI. 

8  God's  anfwer  patiently  I'll  wait  ; 

For  he  with  glad  fuccefs, 
(If  they  no  more  to  folly  turn) 
His  mourning  faints  will  blefs. 

9  To  all  that  fear  his  holy  name, 

His  iure  falvation's  near  ; 
And  in  its  former  happy  ftate 

Our  nation  fhall  appear, 
jo  For  mercy  now  with  truth  is  join'd  ; 

And  righteoufnefs  with  peace, 
Like  kind  companions  abfent  long, 

With  friendly  arms  embrace. 

ii,  12  Truth  from  the  earth  (hall  fpring  whilft 
Shall  ftreams  of  juftice  pour,  (heav'n 

And  God  from  whom  all  goodnefs  flows, 
Shall  endlefs  plenty  fhow'r. 
13  Before  him  righteoufnefs  (hall  march, 
And  his  juft  paths  prepare  ; 
Whilft  we  his  holy  fteps  purfue 
With  conflant  zeal  and  care. 

Pfalttt  LXXXVI.    Common  metre. 

1  HpO  my  complaint,  O  Lord  my  God, 

■*•      Thy  gracious  ear  incline  : 
Hear  me  diltrefs'd  and  destitute 
Of  all  relief  but  thine  ; 

2  Do  thou,  O  God,  preferve  my  foul, 

That  does  thy  name  adore  : 
Thy  fervant  keep,  and  him,  whofe  truft 
Relies  on  thee,  reftore. 

3  To  me,  who  daily  thee  invoke, 

Thy  mercy,  Lord,  extend  : 

4  Refrefh  thy  fervant's  foul,  whofe  hopes 

On  thee  alone  depend. 


psalm    LXXXVI.  iSs 

5  Thou,  Lord,  art  good,  not  only  good 

But  prompt  to  pardon  too, 
Of  plenteous  mercy  to  all  thofe, 
Who  for  thy  mercy  fue. 

6  To  my  repeated  humble  pray'r, 

O  Lord,  attentive  be  : 

7  When  troubled,  I  on  thee  will  call, 

For  thou  wilt  anfwer  me. 

8  Among  the  gods  there's  none  like  thee, 

O  Lord,  alone  divine  ! 
To  thee  as  much  inferiour  they, 
As  are  their  works  to  thine. 

9  Therefore  their  great  Creator,  thee, 

The  nations  fhall  adore  ; 
Their  long  mifguided  pray'rs  and  praife 
To  thy  bleft  name  reftore. 

io  All  fhall  confefs  thee  great,  and  great 
The  wonders  thou  haft  done  1 
Confefs  thee  God,  thee  God  fupreme, 
Confefs  thee  God  alone. 

PART     II. 

i  r  Teach  me  thy  way,  O  Lord,  and  I 
From  truth  (hall  ne'er  depart ; 
In  rev'rence  to  thy  facred  name 
Devoutly  fix  my  heart. 

i2Thee  will  I  praife,  O  Lord  my  God, 
Praife  thee  with  heart  fincere: 
And  to  thy  everlafting  name 
Eternal  trophies  rear. 
13TI1V  boundlefs  mercy  fliewn  to  me, 
Tranfcends  my  pow'r  to  tell, 
For  thou  haft  oft  redeemed  my  loul 
from  Iowe!t  depths  of  hell,  (I 


IS6  psalm     LXXXVII. 

14 O  God  the  fons  of  pride  and  ftrife 

Have  my  deftruftion  fought, 

Regardlefs  of  thy  pow'r  that  oft 

Has  my  deliv'rance  wrought  : 

15  But  thou  thy  conftant  goodriefs  did'ft 

To  my  afliftance  bring  ; 
Of  patience,  mercy,  and  of  truth, 
Thou  everlafting  fpring  ! 

16  O  bounteous  Lord,  thy  grace  and  ftrength 

To  me  thy  fervant  mow  ; 
Thy  kind  protection,  Lord,  on  me, 
Thine  handmaid's  f'on  beftow. 

17  Some  fignal  give  which  my  proud  foes 

May  fee  with  fhame  and  rage, 
When  thou,  O  Lord,  for  my  relief 
And  comfort  doft  engage. 

l^falmLXXXVII.  Particular  metre. 

1  f~^  OD's  temple  crowns  the  holy  mount  ; 
^-7     The  Lord  there  condefcends  to  dwell ; 

2  His  5"  Vs  gates  in  his  account 

Our  T/VV/'s  faireft  tents  excel. 

3  Fame  glorious  things  of  thee  fhall  fing, 
O  city  of  th'  almighty  King  ! 

4  I'll  mention  Rahab  with  dre  praif'e, 

In  Babylon's  applaufes  join, 
The  fame  of  Ethiopia  raife, 

With  that  of  Tyre  and  Pale/line; 
And  grant  that  fome,  amongfl:  them  born, 
Their  age  and  country  did  adorn  : 

5  But  full  of  Sion  I'll  aver, 

That  many  fuch  from  her  proceed  : 
Th'  almighty  fhall  eftablifli  her. 

6  His  gen'ral  lift  fhal!  fhew,  when  read,       j] 


psalm    LXXXVIII.  157 

That  fuch  a  perfon  there  was  born, 
And  fuch  did  fuch  an  age  adorn. 

7  He'll  Slon  find  with  numbers  fill'd 
Of  fuch  as  merit  high  renown  ; 
For  hand  andyoice  muficians  fkill'd. 
And,  her  tranfcending  fame  to  crown, 
Of  fuch  fhe  (hall  fucceflions  bring 
Like  waters  from  a  living  fpring. 

Pfalm  LXXXVIII.  Long  metre. 

r  HpO  thee,  my  God  and  Saviour,  I 
■*-    By  day  and  night  addrefs  my  cry  ; 

2  Vouchlafe  my  mournful  voice  to  hear, 
To  my  diflrefs  incline  thine  ear  : 

3  Forfeas  of  trouble  me  invade, 

My  foul  draws  nigh  to  death's  cold  (hade. 

4  Like  one  whofe  ftrength  and  hopes  are  fled3 
They  number  me  among  the  dead. 

5  Like  thofe,  who  fhrouded  in  the  grave, 
From  thee  no  more  remembrance  have  j 

6  Cart  off  from  thy  fuftaining  care, 
Down  to  the  confines  of  defpair. 

7  Thy  wrath  has  hard  upon  me  lain, 
Afflicling  me  with  reftlefs  pain  : 

Me  all  thy  mountain  waves  have  preft, 
To  weak,  alas  !  to  bear  the  leaft. 

S  Remov'd  from  friends  I  figh  alone, 
-   In  a  loath'd  dungeon  laid,  where  none 

A  vifit  will  vouchfafe  to  me, 

Confin'd,  pud  hopes  of  liberty. 
9  My  eyes  from  weeping  never  ceafe, 

They  wafie,  but  flill  my  griefs  increafe; 

Yet  daily,  Lord,  to  thee  I've  pray'd, 

With  outftrefch'd hands  invok'd  thine  aid. 
O 


i58  psalm    LXXXIX. 

icWilt  thou  by  miracle  revive 
The  dead,  whom  thou  forfook' ft  alive  ? 
From  death  reftore  thy  praife  to  fing, 
Whom  thou  from  prifonwould'ft  not  bring  > 

ii  Shall  the  mute  grave  thy  love  confefs  ? 
A  mould'ring  tomb  thy  faithfulnefs  ? 

12  Thy  truth  and  pow'r  renown  obtain, 
Where  darknefs  and  oblivion  reign  ? 

13  To  thee,  O  Lord,  I  cry,  forlorn  ; 
My  pray'r  prevents  the  early  morn. 

14 Why  haft  thou,  Lord,  my  foul  forfook, 
Nor  once  vouchfaf'd  a  gracious  look  ? 

15  Prevailing  forrows  bear  me  down, 
Which  from  my  youth  with  me  have  grown j 
Thy  terrours  paft  diffract  my  mind, 

And  fears  of  blacker  days  behind. 

16  Thy  wrath  hath  burft  upon  my  head, 
Thy  terrours  fill  my  foul  with  dread  ; 

lyEnviron'd  as  with  waves  combin'd, 

And  for  a  gen'ral  deluge  join'd. 
18  My  lovers,  friends,  familiars,  all 

Remov'd  from  fight,  and  out  of  call  ; 

To  dark  oblivion  all  retir'd, 

Dead,  or  at  leaft  to  me  expir'd. 

pfalOl  LXXXIX.    Long  metre. 

1  HP  T-7  Y  mercies,  Lord,  fhall  be  my  fong, 

-*-     My  fong  on  them  fhali  ever  dwell  : 
To  ages  yet  unborn,  my  tongue 
Thy  never  failing  truth  (hall  tell. 

2  I  have  affirm*  d  and  ftill  maintain, 

Thy  mercy  (hall  forever  Jaft  ! 
Thy  truth  that  does  the  heav'ns  fuftain, 
Like  them  fhall  ttand  forever  fhft. 


PSALM    LXXXIX.  i59 

3  Thus  fpak'ft  thou  by  thy  prophet's  voice, 

"  With  David  I  a  league  have  made  j 
'*  To  him,  my  fervant,  and  my  choice, 
"  By  folemn  oath  this  grant  convey'd  $ 

4  "  While  earth  and  feas,  and  Ikies  endure, 

"  Thy  feed  mall  in  my  fight  remain  ; 
"  To  them  thy  throne  I  will  eniure, 
"  They  mall  to  endlefs  ages  reign.*' 

5  For  fuch  ftupendous  truth  and  love, 

Both  heav'n  and  earth  juft  praifes  owe, 
By  choirs  of  angels  fung  above, 
And  by  affembled  faints  below. 

6  What  feraph  of  celeftial  birth 

To  vie  with  //rV/'s  God  mall  dare  ? 
Or  who  among  the  gods  of  earth, 
With  our  almighty  Lord  compare  ? 

y  With  rev'rence  and  religious  dread, 
His  faints  mould  to  his  temple  prefs  ; 
His  fear  through  all  their  hearts  mould  fpread, 
Who  his  almighty  name  confefs. 
%  Lord  God  of  armies,  who  can  boaft 

Of  ftrength  or  pow'r,  like  thine  renown'd  ? 
Of  fuch  a  num'rous  faithful  hoft, 

As  that  which  does  thy  throne  furround. 

9  Thou  dolt  the  lawlefs  fea  controul, 

And  change  the  profpecl:  of  the  deep  ; 
Thou  mak'ft  the  fleeping  billows  roll, 
Thou  mak'ft  the  rolling  billows  fleep. 
joThou  break'ft  in  pieces  Ratals  pride, 
And  did'ft  opprefling  pow'r  difarm  : 
Thy  fcatter'd  foes  have  dearly  try'd 
The  force  of  thy  refiftlefs  arm.  H 


160  psalm    LXXXIX. 

ii  In  thee  the  fov'reign  right  remains 

Of  earth  and  heav'n  ;  thee,  Lord  alone, 
The  world  and  all  that  it  contains, 
Their  Maker  and  Preferver  own. 
1 2 The  poles  on  which  the  globe  does  reft, 
Were  forni'd  by  thy  creating  voice  $ 
Tabor  and  Hermon,  eaft  and  weft, 
In  thy  fuftaining  pow'r  rejoice. 

13TI1V  arm  is  mighty,  ftrong  thy  hand, 

Yet,  Lord,  thou  dolt  with  juftice  reign  j 
T4Po{Tefs'd  of  abfolute  command, 

Thou  truth  and  mercy  doft,  maintain. 
15  Happy,  thrice  happy  they,  who  hear 

Thy  facred  trumpet's  joyful  found  ; 
Who  may  at  feftivals  appear, 

With  thy  moft  glorious  prefence  crown'd. 

i6Thy  faints  fhall  always  be  o'erjoy'd, 
Who  on  thy  facred  name  rely  ; 
And  in  thy  righteoufnels  employ'd, 
Above  their  foes  be  rais'd  on  high  : 

17  For  in  thy  ftrength  they  fhali  advance, 

Whole  conquelt  from  thy  favour  ipring. 

1 8  The  Lord  of  hoft  is  our  defence, 

And  T/rV/'s  God  our  IJ V el's  King. 

19TI-1US  fpak'ft  thou  by  thy  prophet's  voice, 

"  A  mighty  champion  I  will  fend  ; 
From  yudah's  tribe  have  I  made  choice 

Of  one  who  (hall  the  reft  defend. 
joMy  fervant  David  I  have  found, 

With  holy  oil  anointed  him  ; 
I*  Him  fhall  the  handfupport  thatcrownM, 

And  guard  that  gave  the  diadem.  J| 


psalm    LXXXIX.  161 

J2No  prince  from  him  mall  tribute  force, 

No  fons  of  ftrife  fhall  him  annoy  ; 
*3  His  fpiteful  foes  I  will  difperfe, 

And  them  before  his  face  deftroy. 
24  My  truth  and  grace  fhall  him  fuftain  ; 

His  armies  in  well  order' d  ranks, 
XS  Shall  conquer  from  the  Tyrian  main 

To  Tygris  and  Euphrates*  banks. 

26  Me  for  his  father  he  mall  take, 

His  God  and  rock  of  fafety  call  j 

27  Him  I  my  firft  born  Ion  will  make, 

And  earthly  kings  his  lubjecls  all. 

28  To  him  my  mercy  I'll  fecure. 

My  cov'nant  make  for  ever  fait. 
39  His  feed  forever  fhall  endure, 

His  throne,  till  heav'n  diffblve,  fhall  laft. 

PART      II. 

30  But  if  his  heirs  my  law  forfake  ; 

And  from  my  facred  precepts  ftray  ; 

31  If  they  my  righteous  flatutes  break, 

Nor  ttri&ly  my  commands  obey  ; 
$1  Their  fins  I'll  vifit  with  a  rod, 

And  for  their  folly  make  them  fmart  j 
$3  Yet  will  not  ceafe  to  be  their  God, 

Nor  from  my  truth,  like  them,  depart. 

34My  cov'nant  I  will  ne'er  revoke, 
But  in  remembrance  faft  retain  ; 
The  thing  that  once  my  lips  have  fpoke 
Shall  in  eternal  force  remain,, 
35  Once  have  I  fworn,  but  once  for  all, 
And  made  my  holinefs  the  tie, 
That  I  my  grant  will  ne'er  recal, 
Nor  to  my  fervant  David  lie.  j] 

O    * 


162  PSALM      LXXXIX. 

36  Whole  throne  and  race  the  conftant  (un 

Shall,  like  hiscourfe,  eftablifh'd  fee  : 

37  Of  this  my  oath,  thou  confcious  moon, 

In  heav'n  my  faithful  witnefs  be." 

38  Such  was  thy  gracious  promife,  Lord, 

But  thou  haft  now  our  tribes  forfook, 
Thy  own  anointed  haft  abhorr'd, 

And  turn'd  on  him  thy  wrathful  look. 

39 Thou  feemeft  to  have  renderd  void 
The  cov'nant  with  thy  fervant  made, 
Thou  haft  his  dignity  deftroy'd, 
And  in  the  duft  his  honour  laid. 

40  Of  ftrong  holds  thou  haft  him  bereft, 

And  brought  his  bulwarks  to  decay  ; 

41  His  frontier  coafts  defencelefs  left, 

A  publick  fcorn  and  common  prey. 

42  His  ruin  does  glad  triumphs  vield 

To  foes  advanc'd  by  thee  ro  might  ; 

43  Thou  haft  his  conqu'ring  fword  unfleePd, 

His  valour  turn'd  to  fhameful  flight. 
44 His  glory  is  to  darknefs  lied, 

His  throne  is  levell'd  with  the  ground  : 

45  His  youth  to  wretched  bondage  led, 

With    fhame    o'erwhelm'd    and    forrow 

[drown,'d. 

46  How  long  fiiall  we  thy  abfence  mourn  ? 

Wilt  thou  for  ever,  Lord,  retire  ? 
Shall  thy  confuming  anger  burn 
'Till  that  and  we  at  once  expire  ? 

47  Confider,  Lord,  how  /hart  a  (pace 

Thou  doft  for  mortal  life  ordain  ; 
No  method  to  prolong  the  race, 

But  loading  it  with  grief  and  pain.  f| 


PSALM      XC.  163 

4$  What  man  is  he  that  can  controul 
Death's  ftrict  unalterable  doom  ? 
Or  refcue  from  the  grave  his  foul, 

The  grave  that  rauft  mankind  entomb  ? 

49  Lord,  where'sthy  love,  thy  boundlefs  grace 

The  oath  to  which  thy  truth  did  feal, 
Confign'd  to  Danjid  and  his  race, 
The  grant  which  time  mould  ne'er  repeal } 

50  See  how  thy  fervants  treated  are 

With  infamy,  reproach  and  fpite  ; 
Which  in  my  filent  breaft  I  bear  ; 
From  nations  of  licentious  might. 

51  How  they,  reproaching  thy  great  name, 

Have  made  thy  fervant's  hope  their  jeft  : 

52  Yet  thy  juft  praifes  we'll  proclaim, 

And  ever  fing,  the  Lord  be  bleft. 

Amen,  Amen. 

I^felltl  XC.   Common  metre. 

1  f~\  LORD,  the  Saviour  and  defence 
v^J    Of  us  thy  chofen  race, 
From  age  to  age  thou  ftill  haft  been 
Our  fure  abiding  place. 
3  Before  thou  brought7 ft  the  mountains  forth, 
Or  th7  earth  or  world  didft  frame, 
Thou  always  wert  the  mighty  God, 
And  ever  art  the  fame  : 

3  Thou  turneft  man,  O  Lord,  to  duft, 

Of  which  he  firtt  was  made  ; 
And  when  thou  fpeak'ft  the  word,  return, 
'Tis  inftantly  obey'd. 

4  For  in  thy  fight  a  thoufand  years 

Are  like  a  day  that's  paft, 
Or  like  a  watch  in  dead  of  night, 
Whole  hours  unminded  wafte.  I. 


264  PSALM      XC. 

5  Thou  fweep'lt  us  off  as  with  a  flood, 

We  vanii'h  hence  like  dreams  : 
At  firft  we  grow  like  grafs  that  feelt 
The  fun's  reviving  beams  : 

6  But  how  foe  ver  f rem  and  fair, 

Its  morning  beauty  mows  ; 
'Tis  all  cut  down  and  witherTd  quite, 
Before  the  evening  clofe. 

7 ,8  We  by  thine  anger  are  confum'd, 
And  by  thy  wrath  difmay'd  ; 
Our  publick  crimes  and  fecret  fins 
Before  thy  fight  are  laid. 
9  Beneath  thy  anger's  fad  effects 
Our  drooping  days  we  fpend  ; 
Our  unregarded  years  break  off, 
Like  tales  that  quickly  end. 

soOur  term  of  time  is  feventy  years, 

An  age  that  few  furvive  : 
But  if,  with  more  than  common  ftrength, 

To  eighty  we  arrive  ; 
Yet  then  our  boafted  (trength  decays, 

To  forrow  turn'd  and  pain  : 
So  ibon  the  (lender  thread  is  cut, 

And  we  no  more  remain. 

PART       II. 

ii  But  who  thy  anger's  dread  effects 
Does,  as  he  ought,  revere  ? 
And  yet  thy  wrath  docs  fall  or  rife, 
As  more  or  lefs  we  fear. 
Ii  So  teach  us,  Lord,  th'  uncertain  fum. 
Of  our  (hurt  days  to  mind, 
That  to  true  wifdom  all  our  hearts 
M-')'  ever  be  incliu'd, 


PSALM      XCT.  165 

13  O  to  thy  fervants,  Lord,  return, 

And  fpeedily  relent ! 
As  we  of  our  mifdeeds,  do  thou 
Of  our  j-uft  doom  repent. 

14  To  fatisfy  and  cheer  our  fouls, 

Thy  early  mercy  fend  ; 
That  we  may  all  our  days  to  come, 
In  joy  and  comfort  fpend. 

15  Let  happy  times  with  large  amends 

Dry  up  our  former  tears, 
Or  equal  at  the  leaft  the  term 
Of  our  afflicted  years. 

16  To  all  thy  fervants,  Lord,  let  this 

Thy  wond'rous  work  be  known, 
And  to  our  offspring  yet  unborn, 
Thy  glorious  pow'r  be  mown. 

17  Let  thy  bright  rays  upon  us  mine, 

Give  thou  our  work  fuccefs  ; 
The  glorious  work  we  have  in  hand  / 

Do  thou  vouchfafe  to  blefs. 

Pfalm  XCI.    Particular  metre. 

1  T  TE  that  has  God  his  guardian  made, 
AA     Shall,  under  the  Almighty's  (hade, 

Secure  and  undifturb'd  abide. 

2  Thus  to  my  foul,  of  him  I'll  fay, 
He  is  my  fortrefs  and  my  ftay, 

My  God  in  whom  I  will  confide. 

3  His  tender  love  and  watchful  care 
Shall  free  thee  from  the  fowler's  mare, 

And  from  the  noifome  peftilence  : 

4  He  over  thee  his  wings  (hall  fpread, 
And  cover  thy  unguarded  head  ; 

His  truth  mall  be  thy  ftrong  defence.       [| 


l66  PSALM     XCI. 

5  No  terrours  that  furprife  by  night, 
Shall  thy  undaunted  courage  fright, 

Nor  deadly  ihafts  that  fly  by  day  ; 

6  Nor  plague,  of  unknown  rife,  that  kills 
In  darknels,  nor  infectious  ills 

That  in  the  hotted  feafon  flay. 

7  A  thoufand  at  thy  fide  fhall  die, 
At  thy  right  hand  ten  thoufand  lie, 

While  thy  firm  health  untouched  remain*. 

8  Thou  only  fhalt  look  on  and  lee 
The  wicked's  fad  cataftrophe, 

And  count  the  finner's  mournful  gains. 

9  Becaufe,  with  well  plac'd  confidence, 
Thou  mak'ft  the  Lord  thy  fure  defence, 

And  on  the  higheft  dolt  rely  ; 
xoTherefore  no  ill  fhall  thee  befal, 
Nor  to  thy  healthful  dwelling  fliall 
Any  infectious  plague  draw  nigh. 

Ii  For  he  throughout  thy  happy  days 
To  keep  thee  fafe  in  all  thy  ways, 
Shall  give  his  angels  ftrict  commands  ; 

12  And  they,  left  thou  fhould'ft  chance  to  meet 
With  fome  rough  (tone  to  wound  thy  feet, 

Shall  bear  thee  fafely  in  their  hands. 

13  Dragons  and  afps  that  third  for  blood, 
And  lions  roaring  for  their  food, 

Beneath  his  conqu'ring  feet  /hall  lie. 

14  Becaufe  he  lov'd  and  honour'd  me, 
Therefore,  (ays  God,  I'll  fet  him  free, 

And  fix  his  glorious  throne  on  high. 

15  He'll  call ;  I'll  anfwer  when  he  calls, 

And  relcue  him  when  ill  befalls  ;  fl 


PSALM     XCIX.  jgj 

Increale  his  honour  and  his  wealth  : 
16  And  when,  with  undifturb'd  content, 
His  long  and  happy  life  is  fpent, 
His  end  I'll  crown  with  laving  health, 

Jj5Mttt  XCII.  Common  metre. 

i  TTOW  good  and  pleafant  muft  it  be 
AT    To  thank  the  Lord  moft  high  ; 
And  with  repeated  hymns  of  praife, 
His  name  to  magnify, 
a  With  ev'ry  morning's  early  dawn, 
His  goodnefs  to  relate  ; 
And  of  his  conftant  truth  each  night 
The  glad  effecls  repeat. 

3  To  ten  ftring'd  inftruments  we'll  fing, 

With  tuneful  plalteries  join'd, 
And  to  the  harp,  with  folemn  founds 
For  facred  u'e  defign'd. 

4  For  through  thy  wcnd'rous  works,  O  Lordj 

Thou  mak'ft  my  heart  rejoice  ; 
The  thoughts  of  them  mail  make  me  glad, 
And  fhout  with  cheerful  voice. 

^6  How  wond'rous  are  thy  works,  O  Lord  ! 
How  deep  are  thy  decrees  ! 
Whofe  winding  tracks  in  lecret  laid, 
No  ftupid  finner  lees. 
7  He  little  thinks,  when  wicked  men, 
Like  grafs  look  frefii  and  gay  ; 
How  foon  their  fhort  Iiv'd  fplenaour  muft 
Forever  pais  away. 

1,9  But  thou,  my  God,  art  ftill  mod  high  ; 
And  all  thy  lofty  foes, 
Who  thought  they  might  fecurely  fin, 
Shall  he  o'envhelm'd  with  woes. 


1 68  r  s  a  l  m    XCIII. 

10  Whilft  thou  exalt'ft  my  fov'reign  pow'r, 
And  mak'fl  it  largely  fpread  ; 
And  with  refrefhing  oil  anoint'ft 
My  confecrated  head. 

ii  I  foon  fhall  fee  my  ftubborn  foes 
To  utter  ruin  brought  ; 
And  hear  the  difmal  end  of  thofe, 
Who  have  againft  me  fought. 
12  But  righteous  men,  like  fruitful  palms, 
Shall  make  a  glorious  fhow  ; 
As  cedars  that  on  Lebanon 
In  ftately  order  grow, 

i3,i4.Thefe,  planted  in  the  houfe  of  God, 
Within  his  courts  /hall  thrive  ; 
Their  vigour  and  their  luftre  both 

Shall  in  old  age  revive  : 
5Thus  will  the  Lord  his  juftice  fhew  ; 

And  God,  my  ftrong  defence, 
Shall  due  rewards  to  all  the  world 
Impartially  difpenfe. 

Pfaim  XCIII.    Long  metre. 

i  \\T^H  glory  clad,  with  ftrength  array  'd, 
V  V     The  Lord,  thato'er  all  nature  reigns, 
The  world's  foundations  flrongly  laid, 
And  the  vaft  fabrick  (till  fuftains. 
2  How  furely  ftabjifh'd  is  thy  throne  ! 
Which  fhall  no  change  or  period  fee  ; 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  and  thou  alone, 
Art  God  from  all  eternity. 

3,4.The  floods,  O  Lord,  lift  up  their  voice, 
And  tofs  the  troubled  waves  on  high  ; 
But  God  above  can  ftill  their  noife, 
And  make  the  angry  fea  comply.  \\ 


r  s  a  l  m    XCIV.  169 

5  Thypromife,  Lord,  is  ever  fu re, 

And  they,  that  in  thy  houfe  would  dwell, 
That  happy  ftation  to  fecure, 
Muft  ftill  in  holinefs  excel. 

l^felttl  XCIV.    Common  metre. 

j,2/^\  GOD,  to  whom  revenge  belongs, 
^-^     Thy  vengeance  now  difclole  ; 
Arife,  thou  judge  of  all  the  earth, 
And  crufh  thy  haughty  foes. 
3.4 How  long,  O  Lord,  fhall  finful  men 
Their  fblemn  triumphs  make  ; 
How  long  their  wicked  actions  boaft, 
And  infolently  fpeak  ? 

5,6 Not  only  they  thy  faints  opprefs, 
But  unprovok'd  they  fpi-il 
The  widow's  and  the  Granger's  blood, 
And  helplefs  orphans  kill. 

7  "  And  yet  the  Lord  fhall  ne'er  perceive, 

(Profanely  thus  they  fpeak) 
Nor  any  notice  of  our  deeds 
The  God  of  Jacob  take." 

8  At  length,  ye  ftupid  fools,  your  wants 

Endeavour  to  difcern  : 
In  folly  will  you  ftill  proceed, 

And  wifdom  never  learn  ? 
9, 10  Can  he  be  deaf  who  form'd  the  ear, 

Or  blind  who  fram'd  the  eye  ? 
Shall  earth's  great  judge  not  punifh  thofe, 

Who  his  known  will  defy  ? 

11  He  fathoms  all  the  thoughts  of  men, 
To  him  their  hearts  lie  bare  ; 
His  eye  furveys  them  all,  and  fees- 
How  vain  their  counfels  are,  tl 
P 


JfO  PSALM      XCIV. 

PART      II. 

12  Bleft  is  the  man  whom  thou,  O  Lord, 
In  kindnefs  doft  chaftiie, 
And  by  thy  (acred  rules  to  walk 
Do'ft  lovingly  advife. 
1 3 This  man  (hall  reft  and  fafety  find 
In  feafons  of  diftrefs, 
Whilft  God  prepares  a  pit  for  thole, 
That  ftubbornly  tranfgrefs. 

14  For  God  will  never  from  his  faints 
His  favour  wholly  take  : 
His  own  poffeffion  and  his  lot, 
He  will  not  quite  forfake. 
15 The  world  (hall  then  confefs  thee  juft, 
In  all  that  thou  haft  done  : 
And  thole  that  choofe  thy  upright  ways, 
Shall  in  ihofe  paths  go  on. 

16  Who  will  appear  in  my  behalf, 
When  wicked  men  invade, 
Or  who,  when  finners  would  opprefs, 
My  righteous  caufe  (hall  plead  ? 
i7,i8,i9Long  fincehad  I  infilence  flept, 
But  that  the  Lord  was  near, 
To  flay  me  when  I  flipt ;  when  fad, 
My  troubled  heart  to  cheer. 

20  Wilt  thou,  who  art  a  God  moft  juft, 

Their  finful  throne  fuftain, 
Who  make  the  law  a  fair  pretence 
Their  wicked  ends  to  gain  > 

21  Againft  the  lives  of  righteous  men 

They  form  their  clofe  defign  ; 
,    And  blood  of  innocents  to  fpill, 
In  folemn  league  combine. 


F  S  A  L  M     XCV.  j;i 

22  But  my  defence  is  firmly  plac'd 
In  God  the  Lord  moft  high  : 
He  is  my  rock,  to  which  I  may 
For  refuge  alway&€y. 
33  The  Lord  fhall  caufe  their  ill  defigns 
On  their  own  heads  to  fall : 
He  in  their  fins  fhall  cut  them  off, 
Our  God  (hall  flay  them  all. 

Pfaim  XCV.  Long  Metre. 

j  f~\  COME,  loud  anthems  let  us  fing, 
^-*    Loud  thanks  to  our  almighty  King, 
For  we  our  voices  high  mould  raife, 
When  ourfaivation's  rock  we  praife. 

3  Into  his  prefence  letushafte, 
To  thank  him  for  his  favours  paft  j 
To  him  addrefs  in  joyful  fongs, 
The  praiie  that  to  his  name  belongs. 

3  For  God  the  Lord,  enthroned  in  fiate, 
Is,  with  unrival'd  glory,  great : 

A  King  fuperiour  far  to  all, 
Whom  by  his  title  God  we  call. 

4  The  depths  of  earth  are  in  his  hand, 
Her  fecret  wealth  at  his  command  ; 

The  ftrciigth  of  hills,  that  threat  the  fkics, 
Subjected  to  his  empire  lies. 

5  The  rolling  ocean's  vafl:  abyf  s 

By  the  fame  fov'reign  right  is  his : 
'Tis  mov'd  by  his  almighty  hand, 
That  form*d  and  fix'd  the  folid  land. 
i  O  let  us  to  his  courts  repair, 
And  bow  with  adoration  there  : 
Down  on  our  knees  devoutly  all 
Before  the  Lord  our  maker, fall,  U 


172  PSALM      XCVI. 

7  For  he's  our  God,  our  fhepherd  he, 
His  flock  and  pafture  Iheep  are  we. 
If  then  you'll,  like  his  flock,  draw  near, 
Today  if  you  his  voice  will  hear  ; 

S  Let  not  your  harden'd  hearts  renew 
Your  father's  crimes  and  judgments  too  ; 
Nor  here  provoke  my  wrath,  as  they 
In  defart  plains  of  Merlbah. 

9  When  through  the  wildernefs  theymov'd, 
And  me  with  frefh  temptations  prov'd  : 
They  ftill,  through  unbelief,  rebell'd, 
While  they  my  wond'rou6  works  beheld. 

io,ii  They  forty  years  my  patience  griev'd, 
Though  daily  I  their  wants  reliev'd. 
Then— 'tis  a  faithlefs  race,  I  laid, 
Whofe  heart  from  me  has  always  ftray'd  ; 

They  ne'er  will  tread  my  righteous  path  : 
Therefore  to  them  in  fettled  wrath, 
Since  they  defpis'd  my  reft,  I  fware 
That  they  mould  never  enter  there. 

PfalttT  XCVI.    Particular  metre. 

i    O ING  to  the  Lord  a  new  made  fong  ; 
^Let  earth  in  one  aflembled  throng, 
Her  common  patron's  praife  refound. 

2  Sing  to  the  Lord,  and  blefs  his  name, 
From  day  to  day  his  praife  proclaim, 

Who  us  has  with  falvation  crown'd. 

3  To  heathen  lands  his  fame  rehearfe, 
His  wonders  to  the  univerfe. 

4  He's  great  and  greatly  to  be  prais'd  ; 
In  majefty  and  glory  rais'd 

Above  all  other  deities. 

5  For  pageantry  and  idols  all 


r  s  a  l  m    XCVII.  173 

Are  they  whom  gods  the  heathen  call  ; 
He  only  rules  who  made  the  fkies. 

6  With  majefty  and  honour  crown'd, 
Beauty  and  ftrength  his  throne  furround  : 

7  Be  therefore  both  to  him  reftor'd 
By  you  who  have  falfe  Gods  ador'd, 

Afcribe  due  honours  to  his  name  ; 

8  Peace  offerings  on  his  altar  lay, 
Before  his  throne  your  homage  pay, 

Which  he  and  he  alone  can  claim,- 

9  To  worfhip  at  his  facred  court, 
Let  all  the  trembling  world  refort, 

jo  Proclaim  aloud,  Jehovah  reigns, 
Whofe  power  the  univerfe  fu  Mains, 
And  banilh'd  juftice  will  reftcre, 
11  Let  therefore  heav'n  new  joys  confefs, 
And  heav'nly  mirth  let  earth  exprefs; 
Its  loud  applaufe  the  ocean  roar, 
Its  mute  inhabitants  rejoice, 
And  for  this  triumph  find  a  voice. 

i2For  joy  let  fertile  vallies  fing, 
The  cheerful  groves  their  tribute  bring  5 
The  tuneful  choir  of  brids  awake, 
1 3 The  Lord's  approach  to  celebrate, 
Who  now  fets  out  with  awful  ftate, 

His  circuit  through  the  earth  to  take. 
From  heav'n  to  judge  the  world  he's  come, 
With  juftice  to  reward  and  doom. 

pfalltt  XCVIL  Long  metre. 

j    "JEHOVAH  reigns,  let  all  the  earth 
«l         I n  h i  s  j  u ft  go ve  rn ment  rej oice  j 
Let  all  the  ifles  with  facred  mirth, 
In  his  applaufe  unite  their  voice,  "  II 

V  2 


174  r  s  a  l  m    XCVTI. 

2  Darknefs  and  clouds  of  awful  fhadc 

His  dazzling  glory  fhroud  in  ftate  ; 
Juftice  and  truth  his  guards  are  made, 
And  fix'd  by  his  pavillion  wait. 

3  Devouring  fire  before  his  face 

His  foes  around  with  vengeance  ftruck  ; 

4  His  lightnings  fet  the  world  on  blaze  ; 

Earth  faw  it  and  with  terrour  lhook. 

5  The  proudeft  hills  his  prefence  felt, 

Their  height  nor  (trength  could  help  afford, 
The  proudeft  hilis  like  wax  did  melt 
In  prefence  of  th'  almighty  Lord. 

6  The  heav'ns  his  righteoufnels  to  fhow, 

With  dorms  of  fire  our  foes  purfu'd  ; 
And  all  the  trembling  world  below, 
Have  his  defcending  glory  view'd. 

7  Confounded  be  their  impious  hod, 

Who  make  the  gods,  to  whom  they  pray  : 
All  who  of  pageant  idols  boart ; 
To  him,  ye  gods,  your  worfhip  pay. 

3  Glad  Sion  of  thy  triumph  heard, 

And  Juaab's  daughters  were  o'erjoy'd  ; 
Becaule  thy  righteousjudgments,  Lord, 
Have  pagan  pride  and  pow'r  deltroy'd. 
9  For  thou,  O  God,  art  feated  high, 

Above  earth's  potentates  enthron'd  : 
Thou,  Lord,  unrival'd  in  the  fky, 
Supreme  by  all  the  gods  art  own'd. 

io  You,  who  to  ferve  this  Lord  afpire, 
Abhor  what's  ill,  and  truth  elteem  : 
He'll  keep  his  fervants  fouls  entire, 
And  them  tvoni  wicked  hands  redeem.    |{ 


psa  l  m   xcvnr.  I7j 

ti  For  feeds  are  fown  of  glorious  light, 
A  future  harveft  for  the  juit  ; 
And  gladnefs  for  the  heart  upright, 
To  recompenfe  its  pious  truft. 
1 2 Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord  ; 
Memorials  of  his  holinefs, 
Deep  in  your  faithful  breafrs  record, 

And  with  your  thankful  tongues  confefs. 

Ipfalttt  XCVIII.     Common  metre. 

1  QING  to  the  Lord  a  new  made  fong, 
*3        Who  wond'rous  things  has  done  : 
With  his  right  hand  and  holy  arm, 

The  conqueft  he  has  won. 

2  The  Lord  has  through  th'  aftonim'd  world 

Difplay'd  his  faving  might, 
And  made  his  righteous  acts  appear 
In  all  the  heathen's  fight. 

3  Of  Ifi-'eVs  houfe  his  lov^and  truth 

Have  ever  mindful  been  ; 
Wide  earth's  remoteft  parts  the  pow'r 
Of  i/rV/'s  God  have  ken. 

4  Let  therefore  earth's  inhabitants 

Their  cheerful  voices  raile, 
And  all  with  univerfal  joy, 
Refound  their  Maker's  praife. 

5  With  harps  and  hymns,  foft  melody 

Into  the  concert  bring, 

6  The  trumpet  and  flirill  cornet's  found 

Before  th'  almighty  King. 

7  Let  the  loud  ocean  roar  her  joy, 

With  all  that  feas  contain  ; 
The  earth  and  her  inhabitants 
Joia  concert  with  the  main.  ,   *> 


3j6  PSALM     XCIX. 

8  With  joy  let  riv'lets  fwell  to  ftreams, 
To  fpreading  torrents  they  : 
And  echoing  vales,  from  hill  to  hill, 
Redoubled  fhouts  convey  ; 
9  To  welcome  down  the  world's  great  Judge, 
Who  does  with  juftice  come, 
And  with  impartial  equity, 
Both  to  reward  and  doom. 


Pfalm  XCIX.    Common  metre. 

i    TEHOVAH  reigns,  let  therefore  all 
*l      The  guilty  nations  quake  ; 
On  cherub's  wings  he  fits  enthroned  j 
Lei  earth's  foundations  (hake. 
z  On  Sion's  hill  he  keeps  his  court, 
His  palace  makes  her  tow'rs  : 
Yet  thence  his  fov'reignty  extends 
Supreme  o'er  earthly  pow'rs. 

3  Let  therefore  all  with  praife  addrek 

His  great  and  dreadful  name, 
And  with  his  unrefined  might 
His  holinefs  proclaim. 

4  For  truth  and  juflice  in  his  reign, 

Of  (trength  and  pow'r  take  place  : 
His  judgments  are  with  righteoufnefe 
Difpens'd  to  Jacob'%  race. 

§  Therefore  exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 
Before  his  footltool  fall  ; 
And  with  his  unrefifted  might 
His  holinefs  extol. 
C  Mofcs  and  Aaron  thus  of  old,  , 

Amongftiiis  priefts  ador'd  ; 
ongft   his  prophets  Samuel  thus 
\  (acred  mime  implei'd  ; 


T    S   A    L   M      C.  177 

Diftrefs'd,  upon  the  Lord  they  call'd, 

Who  ne'er  their  fuit  deny'd  ; 
But,  as  with  rev'rence  they  implor'd, 

He  gracioufly  reply'd. 

7  For  with  their  camp,  to  guide  their  march, 

The  cloudy  pillar  mov'd  : 
They  kept  his  laws,  and  to  his  will 
Obedient  fervants  prov'd. 

8  He  anfwer'd  them,  forgiving  oft 

His  people  for  their  fake  ; 
And  thofe,  who  rafhiy  them  oppos'd, 
Did  fad  examples  make. 

9  With  worfhip  at  his  facred  courts 

Exalt  our  God  and  Lord  ; 
For  he,  who  only  holy  is, 
Alone  mould  be  ador'd. 

PMltt  C.    Long  metre. 

1  T  T  7TTH  one  confent  let  all  the  earth 
a    V  \       To  God  their  cheerful  voices  raife  ; 
Glad  homage  pay  with  awful  mirth, 
And  ling  before  him  fongs  of  praife. 

3  Convinc'd  that  he  is  God  alone, 

From  whom  both  we  and  all  proceed  ; 
We,  whom  hechoofes  for  his  own, 
The  flock  which  he  vouchfafes  to  feed* 

4  O  enter  then  his  temple  gate, 

Thence  to  his  courts  devoutly  prefs, 
And  (till  your  grateful  hymns  repeat, 
And  (Hll  his  name  with  praifes  blefs. 

5  For  he's  the  Lord  fupremeiy  good, 

His  mercy  is  forever  fure  ; 
His  truth,  which  all  times  firmly  flood, 
To  endlefs  ages  fliall  endure.  H 


J/S  PSALM      CI,   CII. 

Pfalm  CI.    Long  metre. 

i  /^\F  mercy's  never  failing  fpring, 
^-J    And  (ledfaft  judgment  I  will  fing  ; 
And  fince  they  both  to  thee  belong, 
To  thee,  O  Lord,  addrefs  my  fong. 

2  When,  Lord,  thou  (halt  with  me  refide, 
Wife  difcipline  my  reign  (hall  guide  ; 
With  blamelefs  life  myfelf  I'll  make 
A  pattern  for  my  court  to  take. 

2  No  ill  defign  will  I  purfue, 
Nor  thofe  my  fav' rites  make  that  do. 

4  Who  to  reproof  has  no  regard, 
Him  will  I  totally  difcard. 

5  The  private  (tenderer  (hall  be 

In  puhlick  juftice  doom'd  by  me  : 
From  haughty  looks  I'll  turn  afide, 
And  mortify  the  heart  of  pride. 

6  But  honefty,  call'd  from  her  cell, 

In  fplendour  at  my  court  (hall  dwell  j 
Who  virtue's  practice  make  their  care, 
Shall  have  the  firft  preferments  there, 

7  No  politicks  (hall  recommend 
His  country's  foe  to  be  my  friend  : 
None  e'er  (hall  to  my  favour  rife 
By  flatt'ring  a;id  malicious  lies. 

8  All  thofe  who  wicked  courfes  take, 
An  early  facrifice  I'll  make  ; 

Cut  off,  deltroy,  'till  none  remain 
God's  holy  city  to  profane. 

Pfallll  CII.   Common  metre. 

i  "T  li  7HEN  I  pour  out  my  (oul  in  prayV, 
W      Do  thou,  O  Lord,  attend  ; 
To  thy  eternal  throne  of  grace 
Let  my  lad  cry  afccnd. 


PSALM      CII.  179 

2  O  hide  not  thou  thy  glorious  face 

In  times  of  deep  diftrefs  : 
Incline  thine  ear,  and  when  I  call. 
My  forrow  foon  redrefs. 

3  Each  cloudy  portion  of  my  life 

Like  fcatter'd  fmoke  expires  ; 
My  fhrivel'd  bones  are  like  a  hearth. 
That's  parch'd  with  conftant  fires. 

4  My  heart  like  grafs  that  feels  the  blafi: 

Of  fome  infectious  wind, 
Does  Ianguifh  fo  with  grief,  that  fcarce 
My  needful  food  I  mind. 

5  By  reafon  of  my  fad  efrate 

I  fpend  my  breath  in  groans  ; 
My  flefh  is  worn  away,  my  (kin 
Scarce  hides  my  ftarting  bones, 

6  I'm  like  a  pelican  become, 

That  does  in  deterts  mourn  : 
Or  like  an  owl  that  fits  all  day 
On  barren  trees  forlorn. 

7  In  watchings  or  in  reftlefs  dreams 

The  night  by  me  is  fpent, 
As  by  thofe  iblitary  birds, 
That  lonefome  roofs  frequent. 

8  All  day  by  railing  foes  I'm  made 

The  {abject  of  their  fccm  ; 
Who  ail  pofiefs'd  with  furious  rage. 
Have  my  deftru6tion  {worn. 

9  When  grov'ling  on  the  ground  I  lie, 

Opprds'd  with  grief  and  fears, 
Mv  bread  is  ftrew'd  with  afnes  o'er, 
My  drink  is  rmVd  with  tears.  I 


l8o  V    S   A    L   M      CII. 

joBecaufe  on  mc  with  double  weight 
Thv  heavy  wrath  doth  lie  : 
For  thou  to  make  my  fall  more  great, 
Didfi  lift  me  up  on  high. 

1 1  My  days  juft  hafl'ning  to  their  end, 

Are  like  nn  ev'ning  fhade  : 
My  beauty  does,  like  wither'd  grafs, 
With  waning  luffre  fade. 

12  But  thy  eternal  ftate,  O  Lord, 

No  length  of  time  fha!l  watte  : 
The  mem'ry  of  thy  wond'rous  works, 
From  age  to  age  mail  iaft. 

13  Thou  malt  arife,  and  Slon  view 

With  an  unclouded  face  : 
For  now  her  time  is  come,  thy  own 
Appointed  day  of  grace. 

14  Her  f'catter'd  ruins  by  thy  faints 

With  pity  are  furvey'd  : 
They  grieve  to  fee  her  lofty  fpires 
In  duft  and  rubbifh  laid. 

15,16  The  name  and  glory  of  the  Lord 
All  heathen  kings  (hall  fear  ; 
When  he  fhall  SioJi  build  again, 
And  in  full  ftate  appear. 
17,18  When  he  regards  the  poor's  requefr, 
Nor  flights  their  earneft  pray'r; 
Our  fonsfor  this  recorded  grace, 
Shall  his  juft  praife  declare. 

19  For  God  from  his  abode  on  high, 
His  gracious  beams  di'play'd  ; 
The  Lord,  from  heav'n  his  lofty  throne, 
Hath  ail  the  earth  furvey'd. 


PSALM      CII.  iSl 

so  He  liften'd  to  the  captives  moans, 
He  heard  their  mournful  cry, 
And  freed,  by  his  refiftlefs  pow'r, 
The  wretches  doorn'd  to  die. 

21  That  they  in  Sien,  where  he  dwells, 
Might  celebrate  his  fame, 
And  through  the  holy  city  fing 
Loud  praifes  to  his  name. 
saWhen  all  the  tribes  affembling  there, 
Their  folemn  vows  addrefs, 
And  neighb'1  ring  lands  with  glad  confent 
The  Lord  their  God  confefs. 

23  But  e'er  my  race  is  run,  my  ftrength 

Through  his  fierce  wrath  decays  ; 
He  has,  when  all  my  wifties  bloom'd, 
Cut  fhort  my  hopeful  days. 

24  Lord,  end  not  thou  my  life,  faid  I, 

When  half  is  fcarcely  paft  : 
Thy  years  from  worldly  changes  dec 
To  endlefs  ages  laft. 

25  The  firong  foundations  of  die  earth 

Of  old  by  thee  were  laid  ; 
Thy  hands,  the  beauteous  arch  of  heav'ii 
With  wondYous  fkulhave  made  : 
£'6,27  Whiln  thou  forever  fhalt  endure, 
They  foon  fiull  pals  away  ; 
And  like  a  garment  often  worn, 
Shall  tarnifh  and  decay. 


Like  that,  when  thou  ordain1/!  their  ch 
To  thy  command  they  bend  j 

But  thoucontinuTc  ftill  the  fame. 
Nor  have  thv  years  an  end. 


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i$2  psalm  cur. 

28  Thou  to  the  children  of  thy  faints, 
Shall  lafting  quiet  give  j 
Whofe  happy  race  fecurely  fix'd, 
Shall  in  thy  prefence  live. 

Pfalm  CIII.      Long  metre. 

1  1V/TY  foul,  infpir'd  with  facred  love, 

2  1VX      God's  holy  name  forever  blefs  : 
Of  all  his  favours  mindful  prove, 

And  frill  thy  grateful  thanks  exprefs, 
3, 4'Tis  he  that  all  my  fins  forgives. 

And  after  ficknefs  makes  me  found  ;. 
From  danger  he  my  life  retrieves, 

By  him  with  grace  and  mercy  crown'd. 

5,6 He  with  good  things  my  mouth  fupplies, 
My  vigour,  eagle  like,  renews  : 
He,  when  the  guiltlefs  fuff'rer  cries, 
His  foe  with  jufl  revenge  purfues. 
7  God  made  of  old  his  righteous  ways 
To  Mofes  and  our  fathers  known  ; 
His  works  to  his  eternal  praife, 
Were  to  the  fons  of  Jacob  fhown. 

S  The  Lord  abounds  with  tender  love, 
And  unexampled  a  els  of  grace  ; 
His  waken'd  wrath  does  flowly  move, 
His  willing  mercy  flows  apace. 
9,10 God  will  not  always  harfhiy  chide, 
But  with  his  anger  quickly  part  ; 
And  loves  his  punifhments  to  guide, 
More  by  his  love  than  our  defert. 

11  As  high  as  heav'n  its  arch  extends 
Above  this  little  fpot  of  clay  ; 
So  much  h;s  boundlefs  love  tranfcends, 
The  lnull  re(pecls  that  \vc  cat)  pay. 


P   S   A    L   M       CIV.  iS 

52,13  As  far  as'tis  from  eaft  to  weir, 
So  far  has  he  our  fins  remov'd, 
Who  with  a  father's  tender  breaft  * 
Has  luch  as  fear'd  him  always  lov'd. 

14,15  For  God,  who  all  our  frame  furveys, 
Conliders  that  we  are  but  clay  : 
How  frem  foe'er  we  feem,  our  days 
Like  grafs  or  flowVs  muft  fade  away  : 
16,17  Whilft  they  are  nipt  with  fudden  blafts, 
Nor  can  we  find  their  former  place  j 
God's  faithful  mercy  ever  lafts, 
To  thofe  that  fear  him,  and  their  race. 

■18  This  Stall  attend  on  fuch  as  ftill 
Proceed  in  his  appointed  way  ; 
And  who  not  only  know  his  will, 
But  to  it  juft  obedience  pay. 
x-9, 20  The  Lord,  the  univerfal  King, 
In  heav'n  has  fix'd  his  lofty  throne  : 
To  him,  ye  angels,  praifes  fing, 
In  whofe great ftrength  his pow'r  fsmow'n. 

Ye  that  his  juft  commands  obey, 
And  hear  and  do  his  facred  will ; 
21  Ye  hofts  of  his  this  tribute  pay, 
Who  ftill  what  he  ordains  fulfil. 
2  Let  ev'ry  creature  jointly  blefs 

The  mighty  Lord  ;  and  thou,  my  heart, 
With  grateful  joy  thy  thanks  exprefs, 
And  in  this  concert  bear  thy  part. 

Pfaim   CIV.    Long  Metre. 

2  "O  LESS  God,  my  foul  ;  thou,  Lord,  alone 
J~*      PoflTeffeft  empire  without  bounds  : 
With  honour  thou  art  crown'd,  thy  throne 
Eternal  majefty  furrouuds.  1: 


J?4  PSALM      CIV. 

2  With  light  thou  doftthyfeif  enrobe, 

And^glory  for  a  garment  take  : 
Heaven's  curtains  ftretch  beyond  the  globe, 
Thy  canopy  of  ftate  to  make. 

3  God  builds  on  liquid  air  and  forms 

His  palace  chambers  in  the  fkies  ; 
The  clouds  his  chariots  are,  and  ftorms 
The  fwift  wing'd  fteeds  with  which  he  flies, 

4  As  bright  as  flame,  as  fwift  as  wind, 

His  minifters  heav'n's  palace  fill, 
To  have  their  fundry  taflcs  aflign'd  : 
All  proud  to  ferve  their  Sov'reign's  will. 

5,6  Earth  on  her  centre  fix'd  he  fet, 
Her  face  with  waters  overlpread  ; 
Nor  proudeft  mountains  dar'd  as  yet, 
To  lift  above  the  waves  their  head. 

7  But  when  thy  awful  face  appearM, 

Th'  infulting  waves  difpers'd  ;  they  fled, 

When  once  thy  thunders  voice  they  heard, 

And  by  their  hafte  confefs'd  their  dread. 

8  Thence  up  by  fecret  tracks  they  creep, 

And  gufiiing  from  the  mountain's  fide, 
Through  vallies  travel  to  the  deep, 
Appointed  to  receive  their  tide. 

9  There  haft  thou  fix'd  the  ocean's  bounds 

The  threatning  furgesto  repel  ; 
That  they  no  more  o'erpafs  their  mounds, 
Nor  to  afecond  deluge  iwell. 

PART      II. 

io  Yet  trience  in  f mailer  parties  drawn, 
The  fea  recovers  her  loft  hills  ; 
And  darting  fprings  from  ev'ry  lawn, 
§urprife  the  vales  with  plenteous  rills.     \\ 


PSALM      CIV,  1S5 

1  1  The  fields  tame  beafts  are  thither  led, 

Weary  with  labour,  faint  with  drought  ; 
And  affeson  wild  mountains  bred, 
Have  fenfe  to  find  thefe  currents  out. 

12  There  fhady  trees  from  fcorching  beams, 

Yield  fhelter  to  the  feather'd  throng  ; 
They  drink,  and  to  the  bounteous  ftreajns- 
Return  the  tribute  of  their  fong. 

13  His  rains  from  heav'n,  parch*  d  hills  recruits 

That  foon  tranfmit  the  liquid  ftore  ; 

'Till  earth  is  burthen"  d  with  her  fruit, 

And  nature's  lap  can  hold  no  more. 

14  Grafs,  for  our  cattle  to  devour, 

He  makes  the  growth  of  ev'ry  field  ; 
HeVbs  for  man's  ufe,  of  various  pow'r, 
That  either  food  or  phylick  yield. 

15  With  clufter'd  grapes  he  crowns  the  vine, 

To  cheer  man's  heart  oppreft  with  cares, 
Gives  oil  that  makes  his  face  to  mine  ;    _ 
And  corn,  that  wafted  ftrength  repairs.* 

PART      III. 

16  The  trees  of  God,  without  the  care 

Or  art  of  man,  with  fap  are  fed  ; 

The  mountain  cedar  looks  as  fair 

As  thofe  in  royal  garden's  bred. 

17  Safe  in  the  lofty  cedar's  arms 

The  wand'rers  of  the  air  may  reft  ; 
The  hofpitable  pine  from  harms 
Protects  the  flork,  her  pious  gueft. 

iS  Wild  goats  the  craggy  rock  afcend, 

Its  tow 'ring  heights  their  fortrefs  make, 
Whofe  cells  in  labyrinths  extend, 
Where  feebler  creatures  refuge  take.  -     li 
CO 


&*  PSALM       CIV. 

19  The  moon's  inconftant  afpedl  fhows 
Th'  appointed  feafons  of  the  year  ; 
Th'  inftrucled  fun  his  duty  knows, 
His  hours  to  rile  and  dif  appear. 

20,21  Darknefs  he  makes  the  earth  to  fliroud, 
When  foreft  beafts  fecurely  (tray  ; 
Young  lions  roar  their  wants  aloud 
To  providence,  that  fends  them  prey. 

22  They  range  all  night,  en  llaughter  bent, 

'Till  fummon'd  by  the  ridngmorn, 
To  fkulk  in  dens,  with  one  confent, 
The  confeious  ravagers  return. 

23  Forth  to  the  tillage  of  his  foil, 

The  hufbandman  fecurely  goes, 
Commencing  with  the  fun  his  toil, 

With  him  returns  to  his  repofe. 
24K0W  various,  Lord,  thy  works  are  found, 

For  which  thy  wifdom  we  adore  ! 
The  earth  is  with  thy  treafure  crown'd, 

'Till  nature's  hand  can  grafp  no  more, 

PART      IV. 

25  But  ftifl,  *he  van1  unfathom'd  main 

Of  wonders  a  new  fcene  fupplies, 
Whole  depths,  inhabitants  contain, 
Of  ev'ry  form  and  ev'ry  Gze. 

26  Full  freighted  fhips  from  ev'ry  port, 

There  cut  their  unmolefted  way  ; 
Leviathan,  whom  there  to  fpert 
Thou  mad' ft,  has  compafs  there  to  play. 

57  Thefe  various  troops  of  fea  and  land, 
In  fenfe  of  common  want  agree  ? 
All  wait  on  thy  difpenfing  hand, 
And  hare  their  dailv  alms  from  thee.       i 


F   S    A    L   M      CV.  I§7 

28  They  gather  what  thy  ftores  difperfe, 

Without  their  trouble  to  provide  : 
Thou  op' ft  thy  hand,  the  univerfe, 
The  craving  world  is  all  fupply'd. 

29  Thou  for  a  moment  hid'ft  thy  face, 

The  num'rous  ranks  of  creatures  mourn  j 
Thou  tak'ft  their  breath,  all  nature's  race 
Forthwith  to  mother  earth  return. 

30  Again  thou  fend'ft  thy  fpirit  forth, 

T'  infpire  the  mafs  with  vital  feed  ; 
Nature's  reftor'd,  and  parent  earth 
Smiles  on  her  new  created  breed. 

31  Thus  through  fuccedive  ages  ftands 

Firm  fix'd  thy  providential  care  ; 
Pleas'd  with  the  work  of  thy  own  hands, 
Thou  doft  the  waftes  of  time  repair. 

32  One  look  of  thine,  one  wrathful  look, 

Earth's  panting  bread  with  terrour  fills  ; 
One  touch  from  thee,  with  clouds  of  fmoke 
In  darknefs  fhrouds  the  proudeft  hills. 

33  In  praifing  God,  while  he  prolongs 

My  breath,  I  will  that  breath  employ  ; 

34  And  join  devotion  to  my  fongs 

Sincere,  as  in  him  is  my  joy. 

35  While  finners  from  earth's  face  are  hurl'd 

My  foul,  praife  thou  his  holy  name, 
'Till  with  my  fong,  the  Iift'ning  world 
Join  concert,  and  his  praife  proclaim. 

lj? {Mitt  CV.  Common  metre. 

j  /~\  RENDER  thanks  and  blefs  the  Lord, 
V>*     Invoke  his  f acred  name  ; 
Acquaint  the  nations  with  his  deeds, 
His  matchlefs  deeds  proclaim.  B 


I8S  P    S   A    L  M      CV. 

2  Sing  to  his  praife,  in  lofty  hymns 
His  wond'rous  works  rehearie  ; 
Make  them  the  theme  of  your  difcourfe, 
And  fubject  of  your  verfe. 

_3  Rejoice  in  his  almighty  name, 
Alone  to  be  ador'd  ; 
And  let  their  hearts  o'er  flow  with  joy, 
That  humbly  feek  the  Lord. 

4  Seek  ye  the  Lord,  his  faving  flxength 

Devoutly  (till  implore  ; 
And  where  he's  ever  prefent,  feek 
His  face  forevermore. 

5  The  wonders  that  his  hands  have  wrought, 

Keep  thankfully  in  mind  ; 
The  righteous  ftatutes  of  his  mouth, 
And  laws  to  us  aflign'd. 

6  Know  ye  his  fervant  Abr'ani'%  feed, 

And  Jacob' schoien  race, 

7  He's  dill  our  God,  his  judgments  (till 

Throughout  the  earth  take  place. 

8  His  cov'nant  he  hath  kept  in  mind 

For  num'rous  ages  part, 
Which  yet  for  thoufand  ages  more 
In  equal  force  ihall  la(t. 

9  Firft  fign'u  to  Abr'am,  next  by  oath 

To  Ifaac  made  fecure  : 
zoTo  Jacob  and  his  heirs  a  law 
Forever  to  endure  : 

iv  That  Canaan's  land  mould  be  their  lot, 

When  yet  but  few  they  were  : 
12  But  few  in  number,  and  thofe  few 

All  friendlefs  ftrangers  there.  |} 


i 


PSALM      CV,  1S9 

13  In  pilgrimage,  from  realm  to  realm, 

Securely  they  remov'd  ; 

14  Whilft  proudeft  monarchs  for  their  fake;, 

Severely  he  reprov'd  : 

15  "  Thefe  mine  anointed  are,  faid  he, 

"  Let  none  my  fervants  wrong, 
"  Nor  treat  the  pooreft  prophet  ill 
"  That  does  to  me  belong." 

16  A  dearth  at  laft,  by  his  command, 

Did  through  the  land  prevail  : 
'Till  corn,  the  chief  fupport  of  life, 
Suftaining  corn  did  fail. 

17  But  his  indulgent  providence 

Had  pious  Jofeph  fent, 
Sold  into  Egypt,  but  their  death 
Who  fold  him  to  prevent. 

18  His  feet  with  heavy  chains  were  cruftYd  \ 

With  calumny  his  fame  : 
19'Till  God's  appointed  time  and  wonj 
To  his  deliv'rance  came. 

zo  The  king  his  fov'reign  order  fent, 
And  refcu'd  him  with  fpeed  ; 
Whom  private  malice  had  confin'd, 
The  people's  ruler  freed. 

21  His  court,  revenues,  realms,  were  all 

Subjected  to  his  will  ; 

22  His  greateft  princes  to  control, 

And  teach  his  ftatefmen  Ikill, 

PART      II. 

33  To  Egypt  then,  in  vetted  guefts, 

Half  famifh'd  Ifr'el  came  ; 
,  And  Jacob  held,  by  royal  grant, 

The  fertile  foil  of  Ham.  ft 


190  PSALM     CV. 

24  Th*  Almighty  there  with  fuch  increafe 

His  people  multiply 'd, 
•Till  with  their  proud  oppreflbrs  they 
In  ftrength  and  number  vi'd  ; 

25  Their  vaft  increafe  th'  Egyptian  hearts, 

With  jealous  anger  fir'd, 
'Till  they  his  fervants  to  deftroy 
By  treach'rous  arts  confpir'd. 

26  His  fervant  Mofes  then  he  lent, 

Hischofen  Aaron  too  : 

27  ImpowVd  with  figns  and  miracles 

To  prove  their  miffion  true. 

28  He  caird  for  darknefs,  darkneis  came, 

Nature  his  fummons  knew  ; 
29 Each  ftream  and  lake  transformed  to  bloody 
The  wand'ring  fifties  flew. 

30  In  putrid  floods  throughout  the  land4 

The  peft  of  frogs  was  bred  : 
From  noifome  fens  lent  up  to  croak 
At  Pharoah'i  board  and  bed. 

31  He  gave  the  fign,  and  f warms  of  flies 

Came  down  in  cloudy  hofrs  ; 
Whilft  earth's  enliven'd  duft  below, 
Bred  lice  through  all  their  coafts. 

32  He  fent  them  batt'ring  hail  for  rain, 

And  fire  for  cooling  dew. 

33  He  fmote  their  vines  and  foreft  plants, 

And  garden's  pride  o'erthrew. 

34  He  fpake  the  word,  and  locufts  came, 

Andcatterpillars  join'd  ; 
They  prey'd  upon  the  poor  remains 
The  dorm  had  left  behind.  [{ 


PSALM      CV.  jgt 

35  From  trees  to  herbage  they  defcend, 

No  verdant  thing  they  fpare  ; 
But  like  the  naked  fallow  field, 
Leave  all  the  pafturesbare. 

36  From  fields  to  villages  and  towns, 

Commiffion'd  vengeance  flew. 
One  fatal  ftroke  their  eldeft  hopes 
And  ftrength  of  Egypt  flew. 

37  He  brought  his  fervants  forth,  enrich'd 

With  Egypt's  borrow 'd  wealth  ; 
And,  what  tranfcends  all  treafures  elfe, 
Enrich'd  with  vig'rous  health. 

3S  Egypt  rejoie'd,  in  hopes  to  find 
Her  plagues  with  them  remo.v'd  ; 
Taught  dearly  now  to  fear  worfe  ills. 
By  thofe  already  prov'd. 

39  Their  fhrouding  canopy  by  day 

A  journ'ying  cloud  was  fpread  ; 
A  fiery  pillar  all  the  night 
Their  defert  marches  led. 

40  They  long'd  for  fiefli ;  with  ev'ning  quails 

He  furniuYd  ev'ry  tent : 
From  heav'n's  own  granary,  each  morn, 
The  bread  of  angels  fent. 

41  He  fmote  the  rock  ;  whofe  flinty  breaft 

Pour'd  fourth  a  gufhing  tide, 
Whofe  flowing  (tream,  where'er  they  marched 
The  defert's  drought  fupply'd. 

42  For  fiill  he  did  on  Abr'ani's  faith 

And  ancient  league  reflect  : 

43  He  brought  his  people  forth  with  joy, 

With  triumph  his  e!e&.  1) 


rg«  p  *  a  l  m    CVI. 

44  Quite  rooting  out  their  heathen  foes 

From  Canaan's  fertile  foil, 
To  them  in  cheap  polfeflion  gave 
The  fruit  of  others  toil  ; 

45  That  they  his  ftatutes  might  obferve, 

His  facred  laws  obey. 
For  benefits  fo  vaft,  let  us 
Our  fongs  of  praife  repay. 

Pfalm  CVI.    Long  metre. 

i  r\  RENDER  thanks  to  God  above, 
^-S  The  fountain  of  eternal  love  ; 
Whofe  mercy  firm  through  ages  paft 
Has  flood,  and  fhall  forever  laft. 

2  Who  can  his  mighty  deeds  exprefs, 
Not  only  vaft,  but  numberlefs  ? 
What  mortal  eloquence  can  raife, 
His  tribute  of  immortal  praife  ? 

3  Happy  are  they,  and  only  they, 
Who  from  thy  judgments  never  ftray  : 
Who  know  what's  right  ;  not  only  fo, 
But  always  praftife  what  they  know. 

4  Extend  to  me  that  favour,  Lord, 
Thou  to  thy  chofen  doft  afford  : 
When  thou  return'ft  to  fet  them  free, 
Let  thy  falvation  vifit  me. 

5  O  may  I  worthy  prove  to  fee 
Thy  faints  in  full  profperity  ; 
That  I  the  joyful  choir  may  join, 
And  count  thy  people's  triumph  mine. 
But  ah  !  can  we  expect  fuch  grace, 
Of  parents  vile,  the  viler  race  ; 

Who  their  mi  (deeds  have  aftcd  o'er, 
And  with  new  crimes  increas'd  the  fcore  ? 


PSALM      CVI.  I93 

7  Ingrateful !  they  no  longer  thought 
On  all  his  works  in  Egypt  wrought  ; 
The  Red  Sea  they  no  fooner  view'd, 
But  they  their  bafe  diftruft  renew'd. 

8  Yet  he,  to  vindicate  his  name, 

Once  more  to  their  deliv'rance  came, 
To  make  his  fov ' reign  pow'r  be  known, 
That  he  is  God,  and  he  alone. 

9  To  right  and  left,  at  his  command, 
The  parting  deep  difcios'd  her  land  ; 
Where  firm  and  dry  the  paffage  lay, 

As  through  Tome  parch'd  and  defert  way. 

10  Thus  refcu'd  from  their  foes  they  were, 
Who  clofely  prefs'd  upon  their  rear, 

11  Whofe  rage  purfu'd  'em  to  thole  waves, 
That  prov'd  the  rafh  purfuers  graves. 

12  The  wat'ry  mountains  ludden  fall 
O'erwhelm'd  proud  Pharoab,  holt  and  afl. 
This  proof  did  ftupid  7/rV/move 

To  own  God's  truth,  and  praile  his  love. 

PART        II. 

13  But  foon  thele  wonders  they  forgot, 
And  for  his  counfel  waited  not  j 

14  But  lulling  in  the  wildernefs, 

Did  him  with  frefh  temptations  prefs.- 

15  Strong  food  at  their  requeft  he  fent, 
But  made  their  fin  their  puniihment. 

16  Yet  ftiil  his  faints  they  did  oppofe, 
The  prieit  and  prophet  whom  he  cliofe, 

17  But  earth,  the  quarrel  to  decide, 
Her  vengeful  jaws  extended  wide, 
Rain  Dathan  to  her  centre  drew, 

With  proud  Ahiram's  factious  crew.  fl 

R 


I94  PSALM     CVI. 

1 8  The  reft  of  thofe  who  did  confpire 
To  kindle  wild  fedition's  fire, 
With  all  their  impious  train  became 
A  prey  to  heav'n's  devouring  flame. 

19  Near  Horeb's  mount  a  calf  they  madet 
And  to  the  molten  image  pray'd  j 

20  Adoring  what  their  hands  did  frame, 
They  chang'd  their  glory  to  their  fhame, 

21  Their  God  and  Saviour  they  forgot, 
And  all  his  works  in  Egypt  wrought  ; 

22  His  figns  in  Hani's  aftonifh'd  coaft, 

And  where  proud  Pbaroab's  troops  were  loft. 

23  Thus  urg'd,  his  vengeful  hand  he  rear'd, 
But  Mo/es  in  the  breach  appeared  ; 

The  faint  did  for  the  rebels  pray, 
And  turn'd  heavVs  kindled  wrath  away. 
24,  25  Yet  they  his  pleafant  land  defpis'd, 
Nor  his  repeated  promife  piiz'd  ; 
Nor  did  thT  Almighty's  voice  obey  ; 
But  when  God  laid,  go  up,  would  ftay. 

26,  27  This  feaVd  their  doom,  without  redrefs  ^ 
To  perifh  in  the  wildernefs  ; 
Or  elfe  to  be  by  heathen  hands 
G'erthrown  and  fcatter'd  through  the  lands 

PART      III. 

28  Yet  unreclaimM  this  fhibborn  race- 
Baal  Peorrs  worfllip  did  embrace  ; 
Became  his  impious  guefts,  and  fed 
On  facrifices  to  the  dead. 

29  Thus  they  perfifted  to  provoke 
God's  vengeance  to  the  final  ftroke. 
'Tis  come  : — The  deadly  peft  is  come 

Te  execute  their  gen'ral  doom.  I" 


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P    S   A    L     M       CVI. 

30  But  Phinehas  fir'd  with  holy  rage, 
Th'  Almighty,* s  vengeance  to  affuage, 
Did,  by  two  bold  offenders  fall, 

Th'  atonement  make  that  ranfom'd  all, 

31  As  him  a  heav'nly  zeal  had  mov'd, 
So  heav'n  the  zealous  a£l  approv'd  ; 
To  him  confirming,  and  his  race, 
The  prielthood  he  io  well  did  grace. 

32  At  Merihah  God's  wrath  they  mov'd, 
Who  Mofes  for  their  fakes  reprov'd  ; 

33  Whofe  patient  foul  they  did  provoke, 
'Till  ramly  the  meek  prophet  fpoke. 

34  Nor  when  poffefs'd  of  Canaan's  land, 
Did  they  perform  their  Lord's  command, 
Nor  his  commiffion'd  fword  employ 
The  guilty  nations  to  deftroy  ; 

35  Not  only  fpar'd  the  Pagan  crew, 
But  mingling  learnt  their  vices  too  j 

36  And  worfhip  to  thofe  idols  paid, 
Which  them  to  fatal  fnares  betray'd. 

37,  38  To  devils  they  did  facrifice 
Their  children  with  relentlefs  eyes  ; 
Approach'd  their  altars  through  a  flood 
Of  their  own  fons  and  daughters  blood. 

No  cheaper  victims  would  appeafe 
Canaan's  remorfelefs  deities  j 
No  blood  her  idols  reconcile, 
But  that  which  did  the  land  defile. 

PART      IV. 

39Nor  did  thefe  favage  cruelties 
The  harden'd  reprobates  fuffice  y 
For  after  their  hearts  lulls  they  went, 
And  daily  did  new  crimes  invent. 


196  PSALM     CVT. 

40  But  fins  of  fuch  infernal  hue 

God's  wrath  againft  his  people  drew  j 
"Till  he,  their  once  indulgent  Lord, 
His  own  inheritance  abhor'd. 

41  He  them  defencelefs  did  expofe 
To  their  intuiting  heathen  loes  ; 
And  made  them  on  the  triumphs  wait, 
Of  thofe  who  bore  them  greater!  hate. 

42  Nor  thus  his  indignation  ceas'd  ; 
Their  lift  ot  tyrants  he  increas'd. 

'Till  they,  who  God's  mild  fway  declin'd, 
Were  made  the  vafTals  of  mankind. 

43  Yet  when  diftrefs'd  they  did  repent, 
His  anger  did  as  oft  relent  : 

But  freed,  they  did  his  wrath  provoke, 
Renew'd  their  fins,  and  he  their  yoke. 
44Nor  yet  implacable  he  prov'd, 

Nor  heard  their  wretched  crie6  unmov'd  ; 

45  But  did  to  mind  his  promife  bring, 
And  mercy's  inexhaufted  fpring. 

46  Companion  too  he  did  impart, 
Ev'n  to  their  foes  obdurate  heart. 
And  pity  for  their  fuff 'rings  bred 
In  thofe  who  them  to  bondage  led. 

47  Still  fave  us,  Lord,  and  //>V/'s  bands 
Together  bring  from  heathen  lands  ; 
So  to  thy  name  our  thanks  we'll  raife, 
And  ever  triumph  in  thy  praife. 

48  Let  Ifr'eVi  God  be  ever  blefs'd, 
His  name  eternally  confefs'd  : 
Let  all  his  faints  with  full  accord 

Sing  loud  Amens, Praife  ye  the  Lord. 


PSALM     CVII.  J97 

Pfalm  CVII.  Long  metre. 

1  HHO  God  your  grateful  voices  raife, 
A      Who  doth  your  daily  patron  prove  : 
And  let  your  never  ceafing  praife 
Attend  on  his  eternal  love. 
2,3  Let  thofe  give  thanks,  whom  he  from  bands, 
Of  proud  opprefling  foesreleas'd  ; 
And  brought  them  back  from  diftant  lands, 
From  north  and  fouth,  and  weft  and  eaft. 

4,5  Through  lonely  defert  ways  they  went 
Nor  could  a  peopPd  city  find  : 
'Till  quite  with  thirft  and  hunger  fpent, 
Their  fainting  fouls  within  them  pin'd. 
6  Then  foon  to  God's  indulgent  ear 

Did  they  their  mournful  cry  addrefs  ; 
Who  gracioufly  vouchfaf 'd  to  hear, 
And  freed  them  from  their  deep  diftrefs. 

1  From  crooked  paths  he  led  them  forth, 
And  in  the  certain  way  did  guide, 
To  wealthy  towns  of  great  relort, 
Where  all  their  wants  were  well  fupply'd. 
g  O  then  that  all  the  earth,  with  me, 

Would  God  for  this  his  goodnefs  praife  ! 
And  for  the  mighty  works  which  he 
Throughout  the  wond'ring  world  difplays, 

9  For  he  from  heav'n  the  lad  eftate 
Of  longing  fouls  with  pity  views  ; 
To  hungry  fouls  that  pant  for  meat, 
His  goodnefs  daily  food  renews. 

PART      II. 

ic  Some  lie,  with  darknefs  compaf  s'd  round, 
In  death's  uncomfortable  made  : 
And  with  unweildy  fetters  bound, 
Bv  prefling  cares  more  heavy  made,         jj 


198  PSALM      CVII. 

11,12  Becaufe  God's  counfel  they  defy'd 
And  lightly  priz'd  his  holy  word, 
With  thefe  afflictions  they  were  try'd  : 
They  fell,  and  none  could  help  afford. 

13  Then  foon  to  God's  indulgent  ear 

Did  they  their  mournful  cry  addrefs  ; 
Who  gracioufly  vouchfaf'd  to  hear, 

And  freed  them  from  their  deep  diftrefs. 
i4From  difmal  dungeons,  dark  as  night, 
And  (hades  as  black  as  death's  abode, 
He  brought  them  forth  to  cheerful  light, 
And  welcome  liberty  beftow'd. 

15  O  then  that  all  the  earth,  with  me, 

Would  God  for  this  his  goodnefs  praife  ! 
And  for  the  mighty  works  which  he 
Throughout  the  vvond'ringworld  difplays j 

16  For  he  with  his  almighty  hand, 

The  gates  of  brafs  in  pieces  broke  : 
Nor  could  the  maffy  bars  withstand, 
Or  temper'd  fteel  refift  his  ftroke. 

PART      III. 

17  Remorfelefs  wretches,  void  of  fenfe, 

With  bold  tranfgrefTions  God  defy  ; 
And  for  their  multiply'd  offence, 
Opprefs'd  with  fore  difeafes  lie  : 
1 8 Their  foul,  a  prey  to  pain  and  fear, 
Abhors  to  tafte  the  choice/i  meats  ; 
And  they  by  faint  degrees  draw  near 
To  death's  inholpitable  gates. 

19  Then  ftraight  to  God's  indulge;. t  ear, 
Do  they  their  mournful  cry  addrefs  ; 
Who  graciouily  vouchfafes  to  hear, 
And  frees  them  from  their  deep  diffiefs- 


PSALM      CVII.  I99 

20  He  all  their  fad  diftempers  heals, 

His  word  both  health  and  fafety  gives  ; 
And  when  all  human  fuccour  fails, 
From  near  destruction  them  retrieves. 

21  O  then  that  all  the  earth,  with  me, 

Would  God  for  this  his  goodnefs  praife  j 
And  for  the  mighty  workl  which  he 
Throughout  the  wond'ring  world  difplays ! 

22  With  offerings  let  his  altar  flame, 

Whilfi:  they  their  grateful  thanks  exprefs, 
And  with  loud  joy  his  holy  name 
For  all  his  acts  of  wonder  blefs  ! 

PART      IV. 

23,24  They  that  in  mips,  with  courage  bold, 
O'er  fwelling  waves  their  trade  purfue, 
Do  God's  amazing  works  behold, 
And  in  the  deep  his  wonders  view. 

25  No  fooner  his  command  is  paft, 

But  forth  the  dreadful  temped  flies/ 
Which  (weeps  the  fea  with  rapid  hafte, 
And  makes  the  ftormy  billows  rife, 

26  Sometimes  the  mips,  tofs'd  up  toheav'n, 

On  tops  of  mountain  waves  appear  ; 

Then  down  the  deep  abyfs  are  driv'n, 

Whilft  ev'ry  foul  diflblves  with  fear. 

27  They  reel  and  ftagger  to  and  fro, 

Like  men  with  fumes  of  wine  opprefs'd  ; 
Nor  do  the  fkilful  feamen  know 
Which  way  to  fleer,  what  courfe  is  beft. 

28  Then  ftraight  to  God's  indulgent  ear 

They  do  their  mournful  cry  addrefs  ; 
Who  gracioufly  vouchfafes  to  hear, 
And  frees  them  from  their  deep  diftrefs.  j| 


JO©  P  6   A   L  M     CVIT. 

29,30  He  does  the  raging  dorm  appeafe. 
And  makes  the  billows  calm  and  lull  j 
With  joy  they  fee  their  fury  ceafe, 
And  their  intended  courfe  fulfil. 

31  O  then  that  all  the  earth,  with  me, 

Would  God  for  this  his  goodnefs  prai'e  ! 
And  for  the  mighty  works  which  he 
Throughout  tlie  wond'ring  woi  Iddifplays  f 

32  Let  them,  where  all  the  tribes  refort, 

Advance  to  heav'n  his  glorious  name, 
And  in  the  elders  iov'reign  court 
With  one  conient  his  praiie  proclaim. 

PART      V. 


35,  34  A  fruitful  land,  where  dreams  abound, 
God's  jufr  revenge,  if  peojde  fin, 
Will  turn  to  dry  and  barren  ground 
To  punifh  thofe  that  dwell  therein. 
35,36  The  parch'd  and  defert  heath  he  makes 
To  flow  with  ftreamsand  fpringing  wells, 
Which  for  his  lot  the  hungry  takes, 
And  in  ftrong  cities  fafely  dwells. 

37,38  He  fows  the  field,  the  vineyard  plants, 
Which  gratefully  his  toil  repay  ; 
Nor  can,  whillt  God  his blefiing  grants, 
His  fruitful  feed  or  flock  decay. 

39  But  when  his  fins  heavVs  wrath  provoke 

His  health  and  fnbltance  fade  away  ; 
He  feels  th'  oppreflor's  galling  yoke, 
And  is  of  grief  the  wretched  prey. 

40  The  prince  that  flights  what  God  commands 

Expos'd  to  fcorn,  mufl  quit  his  throne  ; 
And  over  wild  and  defert  lands, 
Where  no  path  offers,  flray  alone.  |j 


PSALM     CVIII.  201 

41  Whilft  God,  from  all  afflicting  cares, 
Sets  up  the  humble  man  on  high  ; 
And  makes  in  time  his  num'rous  heirs 
With  his  increafing  flocks  to  vie. 

42,43  Then  finners  fhall  have  nought  to  fay, 
The  juft  a  decent  joy  ihall  fhow  : 
The  wife  thefe  ftrange  events  fhall  weigh, 
And  thence  God's  goodnefs  fully  know. 


H$faiHt  CVIII.     Common  metre. 

OGOD,  my  heart  is  fully  bent, 
To  magnify  thy  name  ; 
My  tongue  with  cheerful  fongs  of  praife 

Shall  celebrate  thy  fame. 
Awake,  my  lute  ;  nor  thou,  my  harp, 

Thy  warbling  notes  delay  ; 
Whilft  I  with  early  hymns  of  joy 
Prevent  the  dawning  day. 

To  all  the  lift" ning  tribes,  O  Lord, 

Thy  wonders  I  will  tell, 
And  to  thofe  nations  fing  thy  praife 

That  round  about  us  dwell  ; 
Becaufe  thy  mercy's  boundlefs  height 

The  bigheft  heav'n  tranfcends, 
And  far  beyond  th'  afpiring  clouds, 

Thy  faithful  truth  extends. 

Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high 

Above  the  ftarry  frame, 
And  let  the  world,  with  one  confent, 

Confefs  thy  glorious  name. 
That  all  thy  chofen  people  thee 

Their  Saviour  may  declare  ; 
Let  thy  right  hand  protect  me  ftill, 

And  anfwer  thou  my  pray'r. 


202  PSALM      CIX. 

7  Since  God  himfelf  has  faid  the  word, 

Whofe  promife  cannot  faiJ, 
With  joy  I  Sichem  will  divide, 
And  meafure  Succoth's  vale  j 

8  Gilead  is  mine,  Manajfeh  too, 

And  Epbraim  owns  my  caufe  : 
Their  ftrength  my  regal  pow'r  fupports, 
And  Judah  gives  my  laws. 

9  Moab  I'll  make  my  fervile  drudge, 

On  vanquinYd  Edom  tread  ; 
And  through  the  proud  Palejiine  lands, 
My  conqu'ring banners  (pread. 
io  By  whofe  fupport  and.  aid  fhall  I 
Their  well  fenc'd  city  gain  ? 
Who  will  my  troops  fecurely  lead 
Through  Edom's  guarded  plain  * 

ii  Lord,  wilt  not  thou  aflift  our  arms, 
Which  late  thou  did' ft  forfake  ? 
And  wilt  not  thou,  of  thele  our  hofts, 
Once  more  the  guidance  take  ? 

12  O  to  thy  fervant  in  diftrefs, 

Thy  fpeedy  fuccour  fend  ; 
For  vain  it  is  on  human  aid 
For  fafety  to  depend. 

13  Then  valiant  aits  mall  we  perform, 

If  thou  thy  pow'r  difclofe  ; 
For  God  it  is,  and  God  alone, 
That  treads  down  all  our  foes. 

Pfalltt  CIX.  Common  metre. 

1  (~~\  GOD,  whofe  former  mercies  make 
V-J      My  conftant  praife  thy  due, 
Hold  not  thy  peace,  but  my  fad  ftate 
With  wonted  favour  view. 


PSALM     CIX.  203 

2  For  finful  men  with  lying  lips, 

Deceitful  fpeeches  frame, 
And  with  their  ftudi'd  flanders  feefc,1 
-  To  wound  my  fpotlels  fame. 

3  Their  refllefs  hatred  prompts  them  fiill 

Malicious  lies  to  fpread  ; 
And  all  againft  my  life  combine, 
By  caulelefs  fury  led. 

4  Thofe  whom  with  tend'reit  love  I  us'd, 

My  chief  oppofers  are  ;  - 

Whilft  I,  of  other  friends  bereft, 
Refort  to  thee  by  pray'r. 

5  Since  mifchief,  for  the  good  I  did, 

Their  ftrange  reward  does  prove  ; 
And  hatred's  the  return  they  make 
For  undiffembl'd  love  : 

6  Their  guilty  leader  (hall  be  made 

To  fome  ill  man  a  flave  : 
And  when  he's  try'd,  his  mortal  foe 
For  his  accufer  have. 

7  His  guilt,  when  fentence  is  pronounc'd, 

Shall  meet  a  dreadful  fate, 
Whilft  his  rejecled  pray'r  but  ferves 

His  crimes  to  aggravate. 
£  He,  fnatch'd  by  (ome  untimely  fate, 

Shan't  live  out  half  his  days  : 
Another  by  divine  decree, 

Shall  on  his  office  feize. 

9. 10  His  feed  mail  orphans  be,  his  wife 
A  widow  plung'd  in  grief  : 
His  vagrant  children  beg  their  bread, 
Where  none  can  give  rdieL  !i 


304  PSALM      OX. 

ii  His  ill  got  riches  fhall  be  made 
To  ufurers  a  prey  j 
The  fruit  of  all  his  toil  fhall  be 
By  flrangers  borne  away. 

1 2  None  fhall  be  found  that  to  his  wants 

Their  mercy  will  extend, 

Or  to  his  helplefs  orphan  feed 

The  leaft  afliflance  lend. 

13  A  fwift  definition  foon  fhall  feize 

On  his  unhappy  race  ; 
And  the  next  age  his  hated  name 
Shall  utterly  deface. 
\ 
i4.The  vengeance  of  his  father's  fins, 
Upon  his  head  fhall  fall  ; 
God  on  his  mother's  crimes  fhall  think, 
And  punifh  him  for  all. 

15  All  thefe  in  horrid  order  rank'd, 

Before  the  Lord  fhall  fiand, 
'Till  his  fierce  anger  quite  cuts  off 
Their  mem'ry  from  the  land. 

PART      II. 

16  Becaufe  he  never  mercy  fhew'd, 

But  ftill  the  poor  opprefs'd  ; 
And  fought  to  flay  the  helplefs  man, 
With  heavy  woes  diltrefs'd. 

17  Therefore  the  curfe  he  lov'd  to  vent, 

Shall  his  own  portion  prove  ; 
And  blelling,  which  he  fiill  abhorr'U, 
Shall  far  from  him  remove. 

18  Since  he  in  curfihg  took  fuch  pride, 

Like  water  it  fhall  fpread 
Through  all  his  veins,  and  flick  like  oil 
With  which  his  bones  are  fed.  jj 


PSALM      CIX.  205 

19  This,  like  a  poifon'd  robe,  mall  ftill 
His  conltant  cov'ring  be  ; 
Or  an  envenom' d  belt,  from  which 
He  never  mail  be  free. 


20  Thus  fhall  the  Lord  reward  all  thole, 

That  ill  to  me  defign  ; 
That  with  malicious  falfe  reports 
Againft  my  life  combine. 

21  But  for  thy  glorious  name,  O  God, 

Do  thou  deliver  me  ; 
And  for  thy  gracious  mercy's  fake, 
Preierve  and  let  me  free  : 

22  For  I,  to  utmoft  {traits  reduc'd, 

Am  void  of  all  relief  ; 
My  heart  is  wounded  with  diftrefs, 

And  quite  pierc'd  through  with  grief. 
23 1,  like  an  ev'ning  fhade,  decline, 

Which  vanifhes  apace  : 
Like  locufts,  up  and  down  I'm  tofs'd, 

And  have  no  certain  place. 

24,  25  My  knees  with  rafting  are  grown  weak, 
My  body  lank  and  lean  ; 
All  that  behold  me  Inake  their  heads, 
And  treat  me  with  difdain. 
26,  27  But  for  thy  mercy's  fake,  O  Lord, 
Do  thou  my  foes  withftand  ; 
That  all  may  fee  'tis  thy  own  act, 
The  work  of  thy  right  hand. 

28  Then  let  them  curfe,  fo  thou  but  blefs  j 
Let  fhame  the  portion  be 
Of  all  that  my  deftrudtion  feek, 

While  I  rejoice  in  thee.  | 


2C$  P   S   A    E   M     CX. 

29  My  foe  fhall  with  difgrace  be  cloth' d, 
And  ipite  of  all  his  pride, 
His  own  conf'ufion,  like  a  cloak, 
The  guilty  wretch  fhall  hide. 

3c  But  I  to  God,  in  grateful  thanks, 
My  cheerful  voice  will  raife  ; 
And  where  the  great  afTembly  meet3, 
Set  forth  his  noble  praife. 
31  For  him  the  poor  fhall  always  find 
Their  hire  and  conftant  friend  ; 
And  he  fhall  from  unrighteous  dooms 
Their  guiltlefs  fouls  defend. 

Pfalm  CX.    Particular  metre. 

1  '"pHE  Lord  unto  my  Lord  thus  fpake, 

jL      "  'Till  I  thy  foes  thy  footftool  make» 
Sit  thou  in  Mate,  at  my  right  hand  : 

2  Supreme  in  Sion  thou  fhalt  be, 
And  all  thy  proud  oppreflors  fee 

Subjected  to  thy  juft  command. 

3  Thee,  in  thy  pow'r's  triumphant  day, 
The  willing  nations  fhall  obey  j 

And  when  thy  rifings  beams  they  view, 
Shall  all,  redeem'd  from  errour's  night, 
Appear  as  numberlefs  and  bright 

As  cryftal  drops  of  morning  dew." 

4  The  Lord  hath  fworn,  nor  fworn  in  vain, 
That,  like  Melcbizedek's,  thy  reign 

And  priesthood  fhall  no  period  know  : 

5  No  proud  competitor  to  fit 

At  thy  right  hand  will  he  permit  ; 

But  in  his  wrath  crown'd  heads  overthrow- 

6  The  fentene'd  heathen  he  fhall  flay, 
And  fill  with  carcalles  his  way,. 


PSALM     CXI-  207 

'Till  he  hath  (truck  earth's  tyrants  dead  : 
7  But  in  the  highway  brooks  mall  firft, 
Like  a  poor  pilgrim  flake  his  third, 
And  then  in  triumph  raife  his  head. 

Pfalm  CXI.  Long  metre. 

1  pRAISE  y€  the  Lord  j  our  God  to  praife 
*  My  foul  her  utmoit  pow'rs  mall  raife, 
With  private  friends,  and  in  the  throng 
Of  faints,  his  praife  mail  be  my  fong. 

2  His  works,  forgreatnefs  though  renown'd, 
His  wond'rous  works  with  eale  are  found 
By  thofe  who  feek  for  them  aright, 

And  in  the  pious  fearch  delight. 

3  His  works  are  all  of  matchlefs  fame, 
And  univerfal  glory  claim  $ 

His  truth  confirm'd  through  ages  paft, 
Shall  to  eternal  ages  laft. 

4  By  precept  he  has  ns  enjoin'd, 

To  keep  his  wond'rous  works  in  mind  j 

And  to  pofterity  record, 

That  good  and  gracious  is  our  Lord. 

5  His  bounty,  like  a  flowing  tide, 
Has  all  his  fervant's  wants  fupply'd  ; 
And  he  will  ever  keep  in  mind 

His  cov'nant  with  our  fathers  fign'd. 

6  At  once  aftonifh'd  and  o'erjoy'd, 

They  faw  his  matchlefs  pow'r  employ'd  $ 
Whereby  the-heathen  were  fupprefs'd, 
And  we  their  heritage  poiTefs'd. 

7  J uft  are  the  dealings  oi  his  hands, 
Immutable  are  his  commands, 

§  By  truth  and  equity  fuftain'd, 
And  for  eternal  rules  ordain'do  ji 


203  PSALM      CXir. 

9  He  fet  his  faints  from  bondage  free, 
And  then  eftablifh'd  his  decree, 
Forever  to  remain  the  fame  ;     - 
Holy  and  rev' rend  is  his  name. 

ioWho  wifdom's  facred  prize  would  win, 
Mu(t  with  the  fear  of  God  begin  ; 
Immortal  praife  and  heav'nly  (kill 
Have  they  who  know  and  do  his  will. 

Pfalm  CXII.    Long  metre. 

HALLELUJAH, 
i  HPHAT  man  is  bleft  who  ftands  in  awe 
-*■  Of  God,  and  loves  his  facred  law  : 

2  His  feed  on  earth  fhall  be  renown'd, 
And  with  fucceflive  honours  crown'd. 

3  His  houfe,  the  feat  of  wealth,  fhall  be 
An  inexhaufted  treafury  ; 

His  juftice,  free  from  ail  decays 
Shall  bleflings  to  his  heirs  convey. 

4  The  foul  that's  fill'd  with  virtue's  light, 
Shines  brighteft  in  affliction's  night  ; 
To  pity  the  diftrefs'd  inclin'd, 

As  well  as  juft  to  all  mankind. 

5  His  lib'ral  favours  he  extends, 

To  fome  he  gives,  to  others  lends  : 
Yet,  what  his  chanty  impairs, 
He  faves  by  prudence  in  affairs. 

6  Befet  with  threat' ning  dangers  round  ; 
Unmov'd  fhall  he  maintain  his  ground  ; 
The  fweet  remembrance  of  the  juft 
Shall  flourifh  when  he  fleeps  in  duft. 

7  111  tidings  never  can  furprife 

His  heart,  that  fix'd  on  God  relies  : 

8  On  fafety's  rock  he  fits,  and  fees 
The  fhipwreck  of  his  enemies. 


PSALM      CXIII,  309 

$  His  hands,  while  they  his  alms  beftow'd, 
His  glory's  future  harveft  fow'd, 
Whence  he  (hall  reap  wealth,  fame,  renowns 
A  temporal  and  eternal  crown. 

jo  The  wicked  mail  his  triumph  fee. 
And  gnam  their  teeth  in  agony  j 
While  their  unright'ous  hopes  decay, 
And  vaniih  with  themfelves  away. 

Pfalm  CXIII.   Particular  metre, 

1  "V^E  faints  and  fervants  of  the  Lord, 

i    The  triumphs  of  his  name  recora  j 

2  His  facred  name  forever  blefs. 

3  Where'er  the  circling  fun  difplays 
His  rifing  beams  or  letting  rays 

Due  praife  to  his  great  name  addrefs. 

4  God  through  the  world  extends  his  fway  ; 
The  regions  of  eternal  day 

But  fhadows  of  his  glory  are. 

5  To  him,  whofe  Majeity  excels, 

Who  made  the  heav'n  in  which  he  dwells, 
Let  no  created  pow'r  compare. 

6  Though  'tis  beneath  his  ftate  to  view 
In  higheft  heav'n  what  angels  do, 

Yet  he  to  earth  vouchsafes  his  care  : 
He  takes  the  needy  from  his  cell, 
Advancing  him  in  courts  to  dwell, 

Companion  to  the  greateit  there. 

7  When  childlefs  families  defpair, 
He  fends  the  blefling  of  an  heir, 

To  refcue  their  expiring  name  : 
Makes  her  that  barren  was  to  bear, 
£nd  joyfully  her  fruit  to  rear  : 

P  then  extol  his  matchlefs  fame  I  |) 


2tO  PSALM      CXIV. 

IPfalm  CXIV.    Long  metre. 

i  T  T7HEN  7/rV/,  by  th'  Almighty  led, 
VV      (Enrich'd  with  their  opprefTorsfpoil) 
From  Egypt  march'd,  and  Jacob's  feed 
From  bondage  in  a  foreign  foil  ; 

2  Jehovah,  for  his  refidence, 

Chofe  out  imperial  Judah's  tent, 
His  manfion  royal,  and  from  thence 
Through  ljr'el's  camp  his  orders  fent. 

3  The  diftant  fea  with  terrour  faw, 

And  from  th'  Almighty's  prefence  fled  ; 
Old  Jordan's  ftreams,  furpris'd  with  awe, 
Retreated  to  their  fountain's  head. 

4  The  taller  mountains  fkipp'd,  like  rams 

When  danger  near  the  fold  they  hear  ; 
The  hills  fkipp'd  after  them  like  lambs 
Affrighted  by  their  leader's  fear. 

5  O  fea,  what  made  your  tide  withdraw, 

And  naked  leave  your  oczy  bed  ? 
Why  Jordan  againft  nature's  law, 
RecoiPft  thou  to  thy  fountain's  head  ; 

6  Why,  mountains,  did  ye  fkiplike  rams 

When  danger  does  approach  the  fold  ? 
Why  after  you  the  hills,  like  lambs 
When  they  their  leader's  flight  behold  ? 

7  Earth  tremble  on  :  Well  may'ffthou  fear 

Thy  Lord  and  Maker's  face  to  fee  : 
When  Jacob's  awful  God  draws  near, 
Tis  time  for  earth  and  feas  to  flee, 

8  To    ee  from  God,  who  nature's  law 

Confirms  and  cancels  at  his  will  ? 
Who  (prings  from  flinty  rocks  can  draw, 
And  thirlty  vales  with  water  fill.  ,    || 


P    SA    L    M      CXV.     .  21 

J3iMHt  CXV.  Common  metre. 

j  x    ORD,  not  to  us,  we  claim  no  fhare, 
JLi    But  to  thy  (acred  name 
Give  glory,  for  thy  mercy's  fake, 
And  truth's  eternal  fame, 

2  Why  mould  the  heathen  cry,  where' s  now 

The  God  whom  we  adore  ? 

3  Convince  them  that  in  heav'n  thou  art, 

And  uncontrol'd  thy  pow'r. 

4  Their  gods  but  gold  and  filver  are, 

The  works  of  mortal  hands  ; 

5  With  fpeechlefs  mouth,  and  fightlefs  eyes, 

The  molten  idol  ftands. 

6  The  pageant  has  both  ears  and  nofe, 

But  neither  bears  nor  fmells  ; 

7  Its  hands  and  feet  nor  feel,  nor  move  ; 

Nor  life  within  it  dwells. 

S  Such  fenfelefs  ftocks  they  are,  that  we 

Can  nothing  like  them  find  ; 
But  thofe  who  on  their  help  rely, 

And  them  for  gods  defign'd. 
9  O  Ifr'el,  make  the  Lord  your  truft, 

Who  is  your  help  and  (hield  ; 
io  Priefts,  Levites,  truft  in  him  alone, 

Who  only  help  can  yield. 

n  Let  all  who  truly  fear  the  Lord, 
On  him  their  fear  rely  ; 
Who  them  in  danger  can  defend, 
And  all  their  wants  fupply. 
12,13  Of  us  he  oft  has  mindful  been, 
And  i/rV/'s  houfe  will  blefs  ; 
Priefts,  Levites,  profelytes,  ev'n  all 
Who  his  great  name  confefs, 


212  J>    S    A    L    M      CXVI. 

14  On  you,  and  on  your  heirs  he  will 

Increafe  of  bletfings  bring  : 
J5  Thrice  happy  you,  who  fav'rites  are 

Of  this  almighty  King. 
j6HeavVs  higheft  orb  of  glory,  he 

His  empire's  ieat  defign'd  ; 
And  gave  this  lower  globe  of  earth 

A  portion  to  mankind, 

17  They  who  in  death  and  file  nee  deep 

To  him  no  praife  afford  : 

18  Bat  we  will  blefs  forevermore 

Our  ever  living  Lord. 

IPfaittt  CXVI.    Common  metre, 

x  TV  JTY  foul,  with  grateful  thoughts  of  love 
-LV1     Intirely  is  poffeft, 
Becaufe  the  Lord  vouchfaf'd  to  hear 
The  voice  of  my  requeft. 
5  Since  he  has  now  his  ear  inclin'd, 
I  never  will  defpair  ; 
But  ftill  in  all  the  (traits  of  life 
To  him  addrefs  my  pray'r. 

3  With  deadly  for  row  5  compafs'd  round 

With  pains  of  hell  opprefs'd  ; 
When  troubles  feiz'd  my  aching  heart, 
And  anguifh  rack'd  my  breaft  : 

4  On  God's  almighty  name  I  call'd, 

And  thus  to  him  I  pray'd  ; 
"Lord  I  befeech,  thee,  fave  my  foul 
With  forrows  quite  difmay'd  : 

_5,6Howjuft  and  merciful  is  God  ! 
How  gracious  is  the  Lord  ! 
Who  faves  the  harmlefs,  and  to  me 
Does  timely  help  afford,  l| 


PSALM    cxvr.  z*z 

7  Then  free  from  penfive  cares,  my  foul 

Refume  thy  wonted  reft  ; 
For  God  has  wond'roufly  to  thee 
His  bount'ous  love  expreft. 

8  When  death  alarm'd  me,  he  remov'd 

My  danger  and  my  fears  : 
My  feet  from  falling  he  fecur'd, 
And  dry'd  my  eyes  from  tears. 

9  Therefore  my  life's  remaining  years, 

Which  God  to  me  mail  lend," 
Will  I  in  praifes  to  his  name, 
And  in  his  fervice  fpend. 

io,  n  In  God  I  trufted,  and  of  him. 

In  greateft  ftraits  did  boaft  ;  .    . 

For  in  my  flight  all  hopes  of  aid 
From  faithlefs  men  were  loft  : 
12, 13  Then  what  return  to  him  fhall  X 
For  all  his  goodnef  s  make  ? 
I'll  praife  his  name,  and  with  glad. zeal 
The  cup  of  bleiling  take. 

14, 15  I'll  pay  my  vows  amongft  his  faints, 
Whofe  blood,  howe'er  defpis'd 
By  wicked  men,  in  God's  account 
Is  always  highly  priz'd. 
1 6  By  various  ties,  6  Lord,  muft  I 
To  thy  dominion  bow, 
Thy  humble  handmaid's  fon  before, 
Thy  ranfom'd  captive  now. 

17, 18  To  thee  I'll  off'rings  bring  of  praife  \ 

And  whilft  I  blefs  thy  name, 
The  juft  performance  of  my  vows 

To  all  thy  faints  proclaim. 
19  They  in  Jerufalem  fhall  meet, 

And  in  thy  houfe  fhall  join,  \ 


ax4  p  s  a  l  m    CXVII. 

To  blefs  thy  name  with  one  content, 
And  mix  their  fongs  with  mine. 

Pfalitt  CXVII.    Common  metre. 

i  X  '\Tl\n  cheerful  notes  let  all  the  earth 
V  \       To  heav'n  their  voices  raife, 
Let  all,  infpir'd  with  godly  mirth, 
Sing  folemn  hymns  of  praife. 

2  God's  tender  mercy  knows  no  bound, 
His  truth  fhall  ne'er  decay  ; 
Then  let  the  willing  nations  round, 
Their  grateful  tribute  pay. 

Pfalm  CXVIII.  Common  metre. 

i  /~\  PRAISE  the  Lord,  for  he  is  good, 
a  v_y    His  mercies  ne'er  decay  : 
That  his  kind  favours  ever  laft, 
Let  thankful  Ifr'el  fay. 
3,4.Their  fenfe  of  his  eternal  love, 
Let  Aaron's  houfe  exprefs  ; 
And  that  it  never  fails,  let  all 
That  fear  the  Lord,  confefs. 

5  To  God  I  made  my  humble  moan, 

With  troubles  quite  oppreft  ; 
And  he  releas'd  me  from  my  ftraits, 
And  granted  my  requeft. 

6  Since  therefore  God  does  on  my  fide 

So  gracioufly  appear, 
Why  mould  the  vain  attempts  of  men 
PofTefs  my  foul  with  fear  ? 

7  Since  God  with  thofe  that  aid  my  came 

Vouchfafes  my  part  to  take, 
To  all  my  foes,  I  need  not  doubt, 
A  juft  return  to  make.  JJ 


malm  cxvnr.  5I£ 

8,  9  For  better  'tis  to  trufi  in  God, 
And  have  the  Lord  our  friend, 
Than  on  the  greateft  human  pow'r 
For  fafety  to  depend. 

*o,  ii  Though  many  nations  cloiely  leagu'd 
Did  oft  befet  me  round  : 
Yet  by  his  boundlefs  pow'r  luflain'd, 
I  did  their  (trength  confound. 

12  They  fwarm'd  like  bees,  and  yet  their  rage 

Was  but  a  (hort  liv'd  blaze  ; 

Forwhilft  on  God  I  (till  reli'd, 

I  vanquiuYd  them  with  eafe. 

13  When  all  united  prefs'd  me  hard, 

In  hopes  to  make  me  fall, 
The  Lord  vouchfaf 'd  to  take  my  part, 

And  fav'd  me  from  them  all. 
£4  The  honour  of  my  ftrange  efcape 

To  him  alone  belongs  ; 
He  is  my  Saviour  and  my  ftrength, 

He  only  claims  my  longs. 

s$  Joy  fills  the  dwelling  of  the  juft, 
Whom  God  has  fav'd  from  harm  ; 
For  wond'rous  things  are  brought  to  pafs 
By  his  almighty  arm. 
16  He  by  his  own  reliftkfs  pow'r, 
Has  endlefs  honour  won  ; 
The  faving  (trength  of  his  right  hand, 
Amazing  works  has  done. 

?7  God  will  not  fuffer  me  to  fall, 
But  (till  prolongs  my  days  ; 
That  by  declaring  all  his  works 

I  may  advance  life  praiie,  ]! 


216  PSALM      CXVIII. 

i3  When  God  had  forely  me  chartis'd, 
'Till  quite  of  hopes  bereav'd, 
His  mercy  from  the  gates  of  death 
My  fainting  life  repriev'd. 

19  Then  open  wide  the  temple  gates 
To  which  the  juft  repair, 
That  I  mav  enter  in  and  praile 
My  great-  deliv'rer  there, 
ao,  2T-  With::  th<  fe  gates  of  God's  abode 
To  which  the  righteous  prefs, 
Since  thou  hall  heard,  and  let  me  fafe, 
Thy  holy  name  I'll  blefs. 

22, 23  That  which  the  builders  once  refus'd 
Is  now  the  corner  (lone  ; 
This  is  the  '.vond'rous  work  of  God, 
The  work  of  God  alone. 
24,  25  This  day  is  God's  ;  let  all  the  land 
Exalt  their  cheerful  voice  : 
Lord,  we  beieech  thee,  lave  us  now, 
And  make  us  (till  rejoice. 

26  Him  that  approaches  in  God's  name, 

Let  all  th'  aflembly  blefs  ; 
"  WTe  that  belong  to  God's  own  houfe 
Have  wifh'd  you  good  fuccefs." 

27  God  is  the  Lord,  through  whom  we  all 

Both  light  and  comfort  find  ; 
Faft  to  the  altar's  horns  with  cords 
The  chofen  victim  bind. 

28  Thou  art  my  Lord,  O  God,  and  fUll 

I'll  praife  thy  holy  name  ; 
Becaule  ihou  only  art  my  God, 
I'll  celebrate  thy  fame. 


PSALM     CXlX.  317 

890  then  with  me  give  thanks  to  God, 
Who  ftill  does  gracious  prove  ; 
And  let  the  tribute  of  ouf  praife 
Be  endlefs  as  his  1-ove. 

Pfalm  CXIX.    Common  metre. 

A    L    E    P    H.       N. 

j  T  TOW  blefs*d  are  they  who  always  keep 
-"•    The  pure  and  perfect  way  ! 
Who  never  from  the  facred  paths 
Of  God* s  commandments  ftray  ! 
a  Thrice  blefsM  !  who  to  his  righteous  laws 
Have  ftill  obedient  been  ; 
And  have  with  fervent  humble  »eai 
His  favour  fought  to  win. 

3  Such  men  their  utmoft  caution  ufe 

To  fhun  each  wicked  deed  ; 

But  in  the  path  which  he  directs 

With  conltantcare  proceed. 

4  Thou  ftriclly  haft  enjoin'd  us,  Lord, 

To  learn  thy  facred  will  ; 
And  all  our  diligence  employ 
Thy  Itatutes  to  fulfil. 

5  O  then  that  thy  moft  holy  will 

Might  o*er  my  ways  prefide  ! 
And  I  the  courfe  of  all  my  life 
By  thy  direction  guide  \ 

6  Then  with  aflurance  mould  I  walk, 

From  all  confufion  free  ; 
Convinc'd  with  joy,  that  all  my  ways 

With  thy  commands  agree. 
-j  My  upright  heart  mall  my  glad  mouth 

With  cheerful  praifesfill  ; 
When  by  thy  righteous  judgments  taught, 

l-ftiall  have  learnt  thy  will,  11 


ai8  psalm     CXIX, 

S  So  to  thy  facred  law  fhall  I 
All  due  obfervance  pay  : 
O  then  forfake  me  not,  my  God, 
Nor  caft  me  quite  away. 

BETH.       3. 

9  How  fhall  the  young  preferve  their  ways, 

From  all  pollution  free  ? 
By  making  (till  their  courfeof  life 
With  thy  commands  agree. 

10  With  hearty  zeal  for  thee  I  feek, 

To  thee  for  fucccur  pray  ; 
O  fuffer  not  my  carelefs  Meps 
From  thy  right  paths  to  ft  ray . 

ii  Safe  in  my  heart,  and  clofely  hid, 

Thy  word,  my  treafure,  lies ; 

To  fuccour  me  with  timely  aid, 

When  finful  thoughts  arife. 

12  Secur'd  by  that,  my  grateful  foul 

Shall  ever  blefs  thy  name  : 

O  teach  me  then  by  thy  juft  laws 

My  future  life  to  frame. 

23  My  lips,  unlock' d  by  pious  zeal, 
To  others  have  declar'd, 
How  well  the  judgments  of  thy  mouth 
Deferve  our  beft  regard. 
14  Whilft  in  the  way  of  thy  commands 
More  folid  joy  I  found, 
Than  had  I  been  with  va(t  increafe 
Of  envy  rd  riches  erown'd. 

ij  Therefore  thy  juft  and  upright  laws 
Shall  always  fill  my  mind, 
And  thofe  found  rules  which  thou  prefcrib'fT 
All  due  refpedtflull  find,  fl 


PSALM      CXIX.  21$ 

£gTo  keep  thy  ftafutes  undefac'd 
Shall  be  my  conftant  joy  ; 
TheftricT:  remembrance  of  thy  word 
Shall  all  my  thoughts  employ. 

G    I    M    E    L.      3. 

17  Be  gracious  to  thy  fervant,  Lord, 
Do  thou  my  life  defend, 
That  I  according  to  thy  word 
My  time  to  come  may  fpend. 
t8  Enlighten  both  my  eyes  and  mind, 
That  fo  I  may  diicern 
The  wond'rous  things  which  they  behold, 
Who  thy  juft  precepts  learn. 

19  Though  like  a  flranger  in  the  land, 

From  place  to  place  I  ftnay, 
Thy  righteous  judgments  from  my  fight,  * 
Remove  not  thou  away. 

20  My  fainting  foul  is  almoft  pin'd, 

With  earneft  longings  fpent  ; 
Whilft  always  on  the  eager  fearch 
Of  thy  juft  will  intent. 

21  Thy  fharp  rebuke  (hall  crufh  the  proud," 

Whom  Mill  thy  eurfe  purfues  ; 
Since  they  to  walk  in  thy  right  ways 
Prefumptuoufly  refufe. 

22  But  far  from  me  do  thou,  O  Lord, 

Contempt  and  lhame  remove  ; 
For  I  thy  facred  laws  effe6t 
With  undiflembled  love. 

23  Though  princes  oft,  in  counfel  met, 

Againft  thy  fervant  fpake  ; 

Yet  I  thy  ftatutes  to  obferve, 

My  conftant  bufinefs  make. 


220  PSALM     CXIX. 

34  For  thy  commands  have  always  bees 
My  comfort  and  delight ; 
By  them  I  learn  with  prudent  care, 
To  guide  my  fteps  aright. 

D    A    L    E    T    H.      *T. 

25  My  foul  opprefs'd  with  deadly  care, 
Clofe  to  theduft  does  cleave  ; 
Revive  me,  Lord,  and  let  me  now 
Thy  promised  aid  receive. 

36  To  thee  I  (till  declared  my  ways, 

And  thou  inclined  thine  ear  ; 
O  teach  me  then  my  future  life 
By  thy  juft  laws  to  fleer. 

37  If  thou  wilt  make  me  know  thy  laws, 

And  by  thy  guidance  walk, 
The  wond'rous  works  which  thou  haft  done, 
Shall  be  my  conftant  talk. 

28  Bat,  fee  my  foul  within  me  finks, 

I       PrefsM  down  with  weighty  care  ; 
Do  thou  according  to  thy  word,; 
My  waited  ftrength  repair. 

29  Far,  far  from  me  be  all  falfe  ways, 

And  lying  arts  remov'd  ! 
But  kindly  grant  I  ftill  may  keep 
The  path  by  thee  approv'd. 

30  Thy  faithful  ways,  thou  God  of  truth, 

My  happy  choice  I've  made  ; 
Thy  judgments,  as  my  rule  of  life 
Before  me  always  laid. 

31  My  care  has  been  to  make  my  life 

With  thy  commands  agree  ; 
O  then  preferve  thy  fervant,  Lord, 
From  Hume  and  ruin  free.  ! 


psalm    CXIX.  a 

32  So  in  the  way  of  thy  commands 

Shall  I  with  pleafure  run, 
And  with  a  heart  enlarg'd  with  joy, 
Succefsfully  go  on. 

h  e.    n. 

33  Inftrucl  me  in  thy  ftatutes,  Lord, 

Thy  righteous  paths  difplay  ; 
And  I  from  them,  through  all  my  life, 
Will  never  go  aftray. 

34  If  thou  true  wifdom  from  above 

Wilt  gracioufly  impart, 
To  keep  thy  perfect  laws  I  will 
Devote  my  zealous  heart. 

35  Direct  me  in  the  facred  ways 

To  which  thy  precepts  lead  ; 
Becaufe  my  chief  delight  has  been 
Thy  righteous  paths  to  tread. 
36 Do  thou  to  thy  mod  juft  commands 
Incline  my  willing  heart  : 
Let  no  defire  of  worldly  wealth 
From  thee  my  thoughts  divert. 

37  From  thofe  vain  objects  turn  my  eyes 

Which  this  falfe  world  difplays  ; 
But  give  me  lively  pow'r  and  ftrength 
To  keep  thy  righteous  ways. 

38  Confirm  the  promife  which  thou  mad'ft, 

And  give  thy  lervant  aid, 
Who  to  tranfgrefs  thy  facred  laws 
Is  awfully  afraid. 

39  The  foul  difgrace  I  juftly  fear, 

In  mercy  Lord  remove  ; 
For  all  the  judgments  thou  ordain'ft 
Are  full  of  grace  and  love. 
Ta 


223  F    S    A    L    M      CXIX. 

40  Thou  know  "'ft  how,  after  thy  commands 

My  longing:  heart  does  pant ; 

O  then  make  hafte  to  raife  me  up 

And  promis'd  fuccour  grant. 

V    A    U.       \ 

41  Thy  conftant  bl  effing,  Lord,  beftow 

To  cheer  my  drooping  heart ; 
To  me,  according  to  thy  word, 
Thy  laving  health  impart. 

42  So  fhall  I,  when  my  foes  upbraid, 

This  ready  anfwer  make  ; 
"  In  God  I  truft,  who  never  will 
His  faithful  promife  break." 

43  Then  let  not  quite  the  word  of  truth 

Be  from  my  mouth  remov'd  ; 
Since  frill  my  ground  of  ftedfaft  hope 
Thy  juffc  decrees  have  prov'd. 

44  So  I  to  keep  thy  righteous  laws, 

Will  all  my  ftudy  bend  ; 
From  age  to  age,  my  time  to  come- 
In  their  observance  fpend. 

45  E'er  long  I  truft  to  walk  at  large, 

From  all  incumbrance  free  ; 
Since  I  refolve  to  make  my  life 
With  thy  commands  agree. 

46  Thy  laws  fhall  be  my  conftant  talk  } 

And  princes  fhall  attend, 
Whilft  I  the  juftice  of  thy  ways 
With  confidence  defend, 

47  My  longing  heart  and  ravifh'd  foul 

Shall  both  o'erflow  with  joy, 
When  in  thy  lovM  commandments  I 
My  happy  hours  employ. 


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PSALM      CXIX.  225 

48  Then  will  I  to  thy  juft  decrees 

Lift  up  my  willing  hands  ; 
My  care  and  bufinefs  then  mail  be 
To  ftudy  thy  commands. 

Z    A    I    N.       T. 

49  According  to  thy  promis'd  grace, 

Thy  favour,  Lord,  extend  j 
Make  good  to  me  the  word,  on  which 
Thy  fervant's  hopes  depend. 

50  That  only  comfort  in  diftrefs, 

Did  all  my  griefs  control ; 
Thy  word  when  troubles  hemm'd  me  round 
Reviv'd  my  fainting  foul. 

51  Infulting  foes  did  proudly  mock, 

And  all  my  hope  deride  ; 
Yet,  from  thy  law,  not  all  their  feoffs 
Could  make  me  turn  afide. 

52  Thy  judgments  then,  of  ancient  date, 

I  quickly  call'd  to  mind, 
'Till  ravifh'd  with  fuch  thoughts  my  foul 
Did  fpeedy  comfort  find. 

53  Sometimes  I  ftandamaz'd,  like  one 

With  deadly  horrour  (truck, 
To  think  how  all  my  finful  foes 
Have  thy  juft  laws  forfook. 

54  But  I  thy  ftatutes  and  decrees 

My  cheerful  anthems  made  ; 
Whilft  through  ftrange  landsand  deferts  wild, 
I  like  a  pilgrim  ftray'd. 

S$  Thy  name,  that  cheer'd  my  heart  by  day, 
Has  nll'd  my  thoughts  by  night, 
1  then  reiolv'd  by  thy  juft  laws, 
To  guide  my  fteps  aright,  11 


324  PSALM      CXIX, 

56  That  peace  of  mind,  which  has  my  foul 

In  deep  diltref's  fuftain'd, 
By  ftricl  obedience  to  thy  will 
I  happily  obtain'd. 

C    H    E    T    H.       Jl. 

57  O  Lord,  my  God,  my  portion  thou, 

And  fure  pofTefilon  art ; 
Thy  words  I  ftedfaitly  refolve 
To  treafure  in  my  heart. 

58  With  all  the  ftrength  of  warm  defires 

I  did  thy  grace  implore  ; 
Difclofe,  according  to  thy  word, 
Thy  mercy's  boundlef s  ftore, 

59  With  due  reflection  and  ftricl  care 

On  all  my  ways  I  thought  ; 
And  fo,  reclaim'd  to  thy  juft  paths, 
My  wand'ring  fteps  I  brought. 

60  I  loft  no  time,  but  made  great  hafte, 

Refolv'd  without  delay, 
To  watch,  that  I  might  never  more 
From  thy  commandments  ftray. 

61  Though  numerous  troops  of  finful  men 

To  rob  me  have  combin'd  ; 
Yet  I  thy  pure  and  righteous  laws 

Have  ever  kept  in  mind. 
Ci  In  dead  of  night  I  will  arife 

To  ling  thy  iolemn  praife  ; 
Convinc'd  how  much  I  always  ought 

To  love  thy  righteous  ways, 

63  To  fuch  as  fear  thy  holy  name, 
Myfelf  I  clofely  join  ; 
To  all  who  their  obedient  wills 
To  thy  command  rcdgn. 


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PSALM      CXIX.  22$ 

64  O'er  all  the  earth  thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Abundantly  is  med  ; 
O  make  me  then  exactly  learn, 
Thy  facred  paths  to  tread. 

T    E    T    H.       13. 

£5  With  me  thy  fervant,  thou  halt  dealt 
Moft  gracioufly,  O  Lord, 
Repeated  benefits  beftow'd, 
According  to  thy  word. 

66  Teach  me  the  lacred  ikill  by  which 

Right  judgment  is  attain'd, 
Who  in  belief  of  thy  commands 
Have  ftedfaftly  remained. 

67  Before  affliction  ftopp'd  my  courfe. 

My  footfteps  went  aftray  ; 
But  I  have  fince  been  difciphVd, 
Thy  precepts  to  obey. 

68  Thou  art,  O  Lord,  fupremely  good, 

And  all  thou  doft  is  fo  ; 
On  me,  thy  ftatutes  to  difcern, 
Thy  faving  fkill  bellow. 

69  The  proud  have  forgM  malicious  lies? 

My  fpotlefs  fame  to  ftain  ; 
But  my  fix'd  heart,  without  referve, 
Thy  precepts  (hall  retain  ; 

70  While  pamper'd  they  with  profp'rous  ills 

In  fenfual  pleafures  live, 
My  ioul  can  relifh  no  delight, 
But  what  thy  precepts  give. 

}i  'Tis  good  for  me  thai  I  have  felt 
Affliction's  chaining  rod, 
That  I  might  duly  learn  and  keep 
The  ftatutes.  of  my  God,  | 


226  PSALM     CXIX. 

72  The  law  that  from  thy  mouth  proceeds 

Of  more  efteem  I  hold, 
Than  untouched  mines,  thanthoufand  mines 
Of  filver  and  of  gold. 

J    O    D.       \ 

73  To  me  who  am  the  workmanfliip 

Of  thy  almighty  hands, 
The  heav'nly  underftandinggive 
To  learn  thy  juft  commands. 

74  My  prefervation  to  thy  faints 

ftrong  comfort  will  afford, 
To  fee  fuccefs  attend  my  hopes, 
Who  trufted  in  thy  word. 

7$  That  right  thy  judgments  are,  I  now 
By  lure  experience  fee  ; 
And  that  in  faithfulnefs,  O  Lord, 
Thou  haft  afflifted  me. 

76  O  let  thy  tender  mercy  now 

Afford  me  needful  aid 
According  to  thy  promife,  Lord, 
To  me  thy  fervant  made. 

77  To  me  thy  faving  grace  reflore, 

That  I  again  may  live  ; 
Whole  foul  can  relifh  no  delight, 
But  what  thy  precepts  give. 

78  Defeat  the  proud,  who  unprovok'd, 

To  ruin  me  have  fought, 
Who  only  on  thy  facred  laws 
Employ  my  harmlefs  thought. 

79  Let  thofe  that  fear  thy  name  efpoufe 

My  caufe,  and  thofe  alone 
Who  have  by  ftricl  and  pious  fearch 
Thy  facred  precepts  known.  II 


PSALM      CXIX.  2*7 

80  In  thy  bleft  ftatutes  let  my  heart 

Continue  always  found, 
That  guilt  and  fhame,  the  Tinner's  lot, 
May  never  me  confound, 

C    A    P    H.       3. 

81  My  foul  with  long  expedtance  faints  . 

To  fee  thy  faving  grace  : 
Yet  (till  on  thy  unerring  word 

My  confidence  I  place. 
S2  My  very  eyes  confume  and  fail 

With  waiting  for  thy  word  : 
O  !  when  wilt  thou  thy  kind  relief 

And  promis'd  aid  afford  ? 

83  My  fkin  like  fhrivel'd  parchment  mows, 

That  long  in  fmoke  is  fet ; 
Yet  no  affliction  me  can  force 
Thy  ftatutes  to  forget. 

84  How  many  days  mult  I  endure 

Of  forrow  and  diftrefs  ? 
When  wilt  thou  judgment  execute 
On  them  who  me  opprefs  ? 

85  The  proud  have  digg'd  a  pit  for  me. 

Who  have  no  other  foes, 

But  fuch  as  are  averfe  to  thee, 

And  thy  juft  laws  oppofe. 

86  With  right  and  truth's  eternal  laws 

All  thy  commands  agree  ; 
Men  perfecute  me  without  caufe, 
Thou,  Lord,  my  helper  be. 

87  With  clofe  defigns  againft  my  life 

They  had  almoft  prevailed, 
But  in  obedience  to  thy  will 
My  duty  never  fail'd.  jj 


Zl%  PSALM     CXIX. 

88  Thy  wonted  kindnefs,  Lord ,  reftore, 
My  drooping  heart  to  cheer  ;  • 
That  by  thy  righteous  ftatutes,  I 
My  life's  whole  courie  may  fteer. 

LAMED.       b. 

S9  Forever,  and  forever,  Lord, 
Unchanged  thou  doft  remain  ; 
Thy  word  eftablifh'd  in  the  heav'ns, 
Does  all  their  orbs  fuftain. 

90  Through  circling  ages,  Lord,  thy  truth 

Immoveable  (hall  ftand, 
As  doth  the  earth,  which  thou  uphold'ft 
By  thy  almighty  hand. 

91  All  things  the  courfe  by  thee  ordain'd, 

Ev'n  to  this  day  fulfil  ; 
They  are  thy  faithful  fubjefts  all, 
And  fervants  of  thy  will. 

92  Unlefs  thy  facred  law  had  been 

My  comfort  and  delight, 
I  muft  have  fainted,  and  expir'd 
In  dark  affliction's  night. 

93  Thy  precepts  therefore  from  my  thoughts 

Shall  never,  Lord,  depart ; 
For  thou  by  them  haft  to  new  life 
Reftor'd  my  dying  heart. 

94  As  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine, 

Protect  me,  Lord,  from  harm  ; 
Who  have  thy  precepts  fought  to  know. 
And  carefully  perform. 

95  The  wicked  have  their  ambufh  laid 

My  guiltlefs  life  to  take  : 
But  in  the  mid'ft  of  danger  I 
Thy  word  my  ftudy  make. 


PSALM      CXIX.  32$ 

96  I've  Teen  an  end  of  what  we  call 

Perfection  here  below  : 
But  thy  commandments,  like  thyfelf, 
No  change  or  period  know. 

M    E    M.      D. 

97  The  love  that  to  thy  laws  I  bear, 

No  language  can  difplay  ; 
They  with  frefh  wonders  entertain 
My  raviuYd  thoughts  all  day. 

98  Through  thy  commands  I  wifer  grow 

Than  all  my  fubtil  foes  ; 
For  thy  fure  word  doth  me  direct, 
And  all  my  ways  difpofe. 

99  From  me  my  former  teachers  now 

May  abler  counfel  take  ; 

Becaufe  thy  facred  precepts  I 

My  conftant  ftudy  make. 

100  In  underftanding  I  excel 
The  fages  of  our  days  ; 

Becaufe  by  thy  unerring  rules 
I  order  all  my  ways. 

101  My  feet  with  care  I  have  refrain'd 
From  ev'ry  finful  way, 

That  to  thy  facred  word  I  might 
Entire  obedience  pay. 
102 1  have  not  from  thy  judgments  (tray'd 
By  vain  defires  mifled  ; 
For  Lord,  thou  haft  inftructed  me 
Thy  righteous  paths  to  tread. 

103  How  fweet  are  all  thy  words  to  me  j 
O  what  divine  repaft  ! 
How  much  more  grateful  to  my  foul, 
Than  honey  to  my  tafte.  [j 

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*3<>  PSALM     CXIX. 

104 Taught  by  thy  facred  precepts,  I 
With  heaVnly  flrillW  bleft, 
Through  which  the  treach'rcus  ways  of  ill 
I  utterly  deteft. 

NUN.       2. 

105  Thy  word  is  to  my  feet  a  lamp, 
The  way  of  truth  to  fhow  : 
A  watchlight  to  point  out  the  path, 
In  which  I  ought  to  go. 
106 1  fwcar,  and  from  my  folemn  oath 
I'll  never  ftart  afide, 
That  in  thy  righteous  judgments  I 
Will  ftedfaftly  abide. 

107  Since  I  with  griefs  am  fo  oppreft, 
That  I  can  bear  no  more  ; 

According  to  thy  word,  do  thou 
My  fainting  foul  reftore. 

108  Let  ftill  my  facrifice  of  praife 
With  thee  acceptance  find  ; 

And  in  thy  righteous  judgments,  Lord, 
InftrucT:  my  willing  mind. 

109  Though  ghaftly  dangers  me  furjjpund, 
My  foul  they  cannot  awe, 

Nor  with  continual  terrours  keep 
From  thinking  on  thy  law. 

1 10  My  wicked  and  invet'rate  foes 
For  me  their  (nares  have  laid  ; 

Yet  I  have  kept  the  upright  path, 
Nor  from  thy  precepts  ftray'd. 

in  Thy  teftimonies  I  have  made 
My  heritage  and  choice  ; 
For  they  when  other  comforts  fail, 
My  drooping  heart  rejoice. 


PSALM      CXIX.  23I 

£12  My  heart  with  early  zeal  began 
Thy  ftatutes  to  obey  ; 
And  'till  my  courfe  of  life  is  done 
Shall  keep  thy  upright  way. 

S    A    M    E    C    H.       D. 
3x3  Deceitful  thoughts  and  practices 
I  utterly  deteft  ; 
But  to  thy  law  affection  bear 
Too  great  to  be  exprefs'd. 
114  My  hiding  place,  ray  refuge  tow'r, 
And  fhield  art  thou,  O  Lord  j 
I  firmly  anchor  all  my  hopes 
On  thy  unerring  word. 

15  Hence  ye  that  trade  in  wickednefs, 

Approach  not  my  abode  ; 

For  firmly  I  refolve  to  keep 

The  precepts  of  my  God. 

16  According  to  thy  gracious  word, 
From  danger  fet  me  free ; 

Nor  make  me  of  thofe  hopes  afham'd, 
That  I  repofe  on  thee. 

117  Uphold  me,  fo  mall  I  be  fafe, 

And  refcu'd  from  diftrefs  j 
To  thy  decrees  continually 
My  juft  refpect  addrefs. 

118  The  wicked  thou  haft  trod  to  earth, 
Who  from  thy  ftatutes  ftray'd  ; 

Their  vile  deceit  the  juft  reward 
Of  their  own  falfehood  made. 

219  The  wicked  from  thy  holy  land 
Thou  doft  like  drofs  remove  ; 
I  therefore,  with  fuch  juftice  charm'd, 
Thy  teftunonies  love.  jj 


Z$l  PSALM      CXIX. 

iao  Yet  with  that  love  they  make  me  dread 
Left  I  fliould  fo  offend, 
When  on  tranfgrefTors  I  behold 
Thy  judgments  thus  defcend. 

A  I   N.     y. 

tii  Judgment  and  juftice  I  have  lov'd  ; 
O  therefore,  Lord,  engage 
In  my  defence,  nor  give  me  up 
To  my  op  pre  (for*  s  rage, 

122  Do  thou  be  furety,  Lord,  for  me, 

And  io  (hall  this  diftrefs 
Prove  good  for  me  ;  nor  mall  the  proud 
My  guiltlefs  foul  opprefs. 

123  My  eyes,  alas  !  begin  to' fail, 
In  long  expectance  held  ; 

'Till  thy  falvation  they  behold. 
And  righteous  word  fulfilled. 

124  To  me,  thy  fervant  in  diftrefs, 
Thy  wonted  grace  difplay, 

And  difcipline  my  willing  heart, 
Thy  ftatutes  to  obey. 

125  On  me  devoted  to  thy  fear, 
Thy  (acred  (kill  beft'ow, 

That  of  thy  teftimonies  I 

The  full  extent  may  know. 
126'Tis  time,  high  time  for  thee,  O  Lord, 

Thy  vengeance  to  employ, 
When  men  with  open  violence 

Thy  facred  law  deftroy. 

x  27  Yet  their  contempt  of  thy  commands, 
But  makes  their  value  rife 
In  my  efteem,  who  pureft  gold 
Compar'd  with  them  defpife.  B 


PSALM      CXIX.  233 

1 18  Thy  precepts  therefore  I  account, 
In  all  refpefts  -divine  ; 
They  teach  me  to  difcern  the  right, 
And  all  falfe  ways  decline. 

P    E.      5. 

129  The  wonders  which-thy  laws  contain, 
No  words  can  reprefent  j 

Therefore  to  learn  and  praclife  them, 
My  zealous  heart  is  bent. 

130  The  very  entrance  to  thy  word 
Celeftial  light  difplays, 

And  knowledge  of  true  happinefs 
To  fimpleft  minds  conveys. 

131  With  eager  hopes  I  waiting  flood, 
And  fainted  with  defire, 

That  of  thy  wife  commands  I  might 
The  facred  fkill  acquire. 

132  With  favour,  Lord,  look  down  on  me 

Who  thy  relief  implc»/e  ; 
As  thou  art  wont  to  vifit  thofe 
That  thy  bleft  name  adore. 

133  Directed  by  thy  heavn'ly  word, 

Let  all  my  footfteps  be  ; 
Nor  wickednefs  of  any  kind, 
Dominion  have  o'er  me. 
i34Releafe,  entirely  let  me  free 
From  perfecuting  hands, 
That,  unmolefted,  I  may  learn 
And  practife  thy  commands. 

135  On  me,  devoted  to  thy  fear, 
Lord,  make  thy  face  to  fliine  : 
Thy  ftatutes  both  to  know  and  keep, 
My  heart  with  zeal  incline.  || 

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234  PSALM      CXIX. 

136  My  eyes  to  weeping  fountains  turn, 
Whence  briny  rivers  flow, 

To  fee  mankind  againft  thy  laws 
In  bold  defiance  go. 

T    S    A    D    D    I.       S. 

137  Thou  art  the  righteous  Judge,  in  whom 

Wrong'd  innocence  may  trull  ; 
And,  like  thyfelf,  thy  judgments,  Lord, 

In  all  relpe&s  arejuft. 
i3&Moft  juftand  true  thofe  ftatutes  were, 

Which  thou  didft  firft  decree  ; 
And  all  with  faithfulnefs  perform' d, 

Succeeding  times  mall  fee, 

139  With  zeal  my  flefh  confumes  away, 

My  foul  with  anguifh  frets, 

.,  To  fee  my  foes  contemn  at  once 

Thy  promiles  and  threats. 

140  Yet  each  neglected  word  of  thine, 

Howe'er  by  them  defpis'd, 

Is  pure,  and  for  eternal  truth 

By  me  thy  fervant  priz'd, 

14c  Brought,  for  thy  fake,  to  low  eftate, 
Contempt  from  all  I  find  ; 
Yet  no  affronts  or  wrongs  can  drive 
Thy  precepts  from  my  mind, 

141  Thy  righteoufnefs  (hall  then  endure, 
When  time  itfelf  is  paft  ; 

Thy  law  is  truth  itfelf,  that  truth 
Which  (hall  forever  laft. 

i43Though  trouble,  anguifh,  doubts  and  dread 
To  compafs  me  unite, 
Bcfet  with  danger,  Kill  I  make 
Thy  precepts  my  delight.  II 


PSALM       CXIX.  235 

v'44  Eternal  and  unerring  rules 
Thy  teftimonies  give  : 
Teach  me  the  wifdom  that  will  make 
My  foul  forever  live. 

K    O    P    H.       p. 

145  With  my  whole  heart  ft)  God  I  call'd 
Lord,  hear  my  earneft  cry  ; 

And  I  thy  flatutes  to  perform, 
Will  all  my  care  apply. 

146  Again  more  fervently  I  pray'd, 
O  fave  me  that  I  may 

Thy  teftimonies  throughly  know, 
And  ftedfaftly  obey. 

147  My  earlier  pray' r  the  dawning  day 
Prevented,  while  I  cry'd 

To  him  on  whofe  engaging  word 
My  hope  alone  rely'd. 

148  With  zeal  have  I  awak'd  before 
The  midnight  watch  was  let, 

That  I  of  thy  myfterious  word 
Might  perfect  knowledge  get. 

149  Lord,  hear  my  fupplicating  voice, 
And  wonted  favour  fhew  ; 

O  quicken  me,  and  fo  approve 
Thy  judgments  ever  true. 

150  My  perfecuting  foes  advance, 
And  hourly  nearer  draw  ; 

What  treatment  can  I  hope  from  them 
Who  violate  thy  law  ? 

1 5r  Though  they  draw  nigh,  my  comfort  is 
Thou,  Lord,  art  yet  more  near ; 
Thoiv,  whofe  commands  are  righteous  all, 
Thy  promifes  fincere.  II 


236  PSALM     CXIX. 

152  Concerning  thy  divine  decrees, 
My  foul  has  known  of  old 
That  they  were  true,  and  fhall  their  truth 
To  endlefs  ages  hold. 

R    E    S    C    H.       1. 

15*  Confider  my  affliction,  Lord, 
And  me  from  bondage  draw  ; 
Think  on  thy  fervant  in  diftrefs, 
Who  ne'er  forgets  thy  law. 

154  Plead  thou  my  caufe  ;  to  that  and  me 
Thy  timely  aid  afford  ; 

With  beams  of  mercy  quicken  me 
According  to  thy  word. 

155  From  harden'dfinners  thou  remov'ft 

Salvation  far  away  : 
*Tis  juft  thou  fhould'ft  withdraw  from  therm 
Who  from  thy  fratutes  (tray. 

156  Since  great  thy  tender  mercies  are 
To  all  who  thee  adore  ; 

According  to  thy  judgments,  Lord, 
My  fainting  hopes  reftore. 

157  A  num'rOus  hoft  of  fpiteful  foes 
Againft  my  life  combine  ; 

But  all  too  few  to  force  my  foul 
Thy  ftatutes  to  decline. 

158  Thofe  bold  tranfgreflbrs  I  beheld, 
And  was  with  grief  opprefs'd, 

To  fee  with  what  audacious  pride 
Thy  cov'nant  they  tranfgrefs'd. 

J59  Yet  while  they  flight,  confider,  Lord, 
How  I  thy  precepts  love  : 
O  therefore  quicken  me  with  beams 
Of  mercy  from  above.  I! 


PSALM     CXIX. 

160  As  from  the  birth  of  time  thy  truth, 
Has  held  through  ages. pad, 

So  (hall  thy  righteous  judgments,  firm, 
To  endlefs  ages  laft. 

S    C    H    I    N.       ttf. 

1 61  Though  mighty  tyrants,  without  caufe, 

Confpire  my  blood  to  ihed, 
Thy  facred  word  has  pow'r  alone 
To  fill  my  heart  with  dread. 

1 62  And  yet  that  word  my  joyful  breaft 
With  heav'nly  rapture  warms, 

Nor  conqueft,  nor  the  fpoils  of  war, 
Have  luch  tranfporting  charms. 

163  Perfidious  practices  and  lies 

I  utterly  deteft ; 
But  to  thy  laws  affection  bear, 

Too  vaft  to  be  expreft. 
i64Se'v'n  times  a  day  with  grateful  voices 

Thy  praifes  I  refound, 
Becaufe  I  find  thy  judgments  all 

With  truth  and  juftice  crown'd. 

165  Secure,  fubftantial  peace  have  they 
Who  truly  love  thy  law  ; 

No  fmiling  mifchief  them  can  tempt, 
Nor  frowning  danger  awe. 

166  For  thy  falvation  I  have  hop'd, 
And  though  lo  long  delay'd, 

With  cheerful  zeal  and  ftritteft  care 
All  thy  commands  obey'd. 

267  Thy  teftimonies  I  have  kept, 
And  constantly  obey'd  ; 
Becaufe  the  love  I  bore  to  them, 
Thy  fervice  eafy  made. 


237 


233  PSALM      CXIX. 

368  From  drift  obfervance  of  thy  laws 
I  never  yet  withdrew  ; 
Convinc'd  that  my  moft  fecret  ways 
Are  open  to  thy  view. 

t  a  u.    n. 

169  To  my  requeft  and  earneft  cry 

Attend,  O  gracious  Lord  ; 
Infpire  my  heart  with  heav'nly  {kill, 
According  to  thy  word. 

170  Let  my  repeated  pray'r  at  laft 

Before  thy  throne  appear  ; 
According  to  thy  plighted  word 
For  my  relief  draw  near. 

171  Then  fhall  my  grateful  lips  return 
The  tribute  of  their  praife, 

When  thou  thy  counfels  haft  reveal'd, 
And  taught  me  thy  ju(t  ways. 

172  My  tongue  the  praifes  of  thy  word 
Shall  thankfully  refound, 

Becaufe  thy  promifes  are  all 
With  truth  and  juftice  crown'd. 

173  Let  thy  almighty  arm  appear, 
And  bring  me  timely  aid  ; 

For  I  the  laws  thou  haft  ordain'd, 
My  heart's  free  choice  have  made. 

174  My  foul  has  waited  long  to  fee 
Thy  faving  grace  reftor'd  ; 

Nor  comfort  knew,  but  what  thy  laws, 
Thy  heav'nly  laws  afford. 

175  Prolong  my  life,  that  I  may  fing 
My  great  reftorer's  praife, 

Whofe  juftice  from  the  depth  of  woes, 
My  fainting  foul  fhall  raife. 


psalm    CXX,    CXXT,  239 

276 Like  fome  loft  fheep  I've  ftray'd  'till  I 
Dei  pair  my  way  to  find  :  • 
Thou  therefore,  Lord,  thy  fervant  leek, 
Who  keeps  thy  laws  in  mind. 

IpfaltU    CXX.   Particular  metre. 

1  TN  deep  diftrefs  I  oft  havecry'd, 
J-  To  God,  whenever  yet deny'd 

To  refcue  me,  opprefs'd  with  wrongs  $ 

2  Once  more,  O  Lord,  deliv'rance  fend, 
From  lying  lips  my  foul  defend, 

And  from  the  rage  of  Hand' ring  tongues, 

3  What  little  profit  can  acme, 
And  yet  what  heavy  wrath  is  due  ; 

O  thou  perfidious  tongue,  to  thee  ? 

4  Thy  (ling  upon  thyfelf  (hall  turn  ; 
Of  lading  flames  that  fiercely  burn, 

The  conftant  fuel  thou  malt  be. 

5  But  O  !  how  wretched  is  my  doom, 
Who  am  a  fojourner  become 

In  barren  Mefech's  defert  foil  ; 
With  Kedar^s  wicked  tents  inclos'd. 
To  lawlefs  favages  expos'd, 

Who  live  on  nought  but  theft  "and  fpoil. 

6  My  haplefs  dwelling  is  with  thofe 
Who  peace  and  amity  oppofe, 

And  pleafure  take  in  others  harms  : 

7  Sweet  peace  is  all  I  court  and  feek  ; 
But  when  to  them  of  peace  I  fpeak, 

They  ftraight  cry  out"  To  arms,  to  arms.'* 

Pfaim  CXXL  Common  metre. 

rT^O  Sion's  hill  I  lift  my  eyes, 
-*-       From  thence  expecting  aid  ; 
From  Sinn's  hill,  and  Sion's  God, 
Who  heav'n  zn&  earth  has  made,  II 


2±0 


PSALM     CXXII, 


3  Then,  thou,  my  foul,  in  fafety  reft, 

Thy  guardian  will  not  fleep  j 

4  His  watchful  care  that  Ifr'el  guards, 

Will  Ifr'eV's  monarch  keep. 

5  Shelter'd  beneath  th'  Almighty's  wings, 

Thou  (halt  fecurely  reft, 

6  Where  neither  fun  nor  moon  mail  thee 

By  day  or  night  moleft. 

7  From  common  accidents  of  life 

His  care  fhall  guard  thee  ftill  ; 
From  the  blind  ftrokes  of  chance,  and  foes 
That  lie  in  wait  to  kill. 

8  At  home,  abroad,  in  peace,  in  war, 

Thy  God  (hall  thee  defend  : 
Conduct  thee  through  life's  pilgrimage. 
Safe  to  thy  journey's  end. 

Pfalm  CXXII.     Common  metre. 

i  (~\  'TWAS  a  joyful  found  to  hear 
v>J    Our  tribes  devoutly  fay, 
°  Up  Ifr'el  to  the  temple  hafte, 
And  keep  your  feftal  day." 

2  At  Salem's  courts  we  muft  appear 

With  our  affembled  pow'rs  ; 

3  In  (trong  and  beauteous  order  rang'd, 

Like  her  united  tow'rs  ; 

4  'Tis  thither  by  divine  command, 

The  tribes  of  God  repair, 
Before  his  ark  to  celebrate 
His  name  with  praife  and  prayV. 

5  Tribunals  ftand  erected  there, 

Where  equity  takes  place  : 
There  (land  the  courts  and  palaces 
Of  royal  David's  race. 


PSALM     CXXIII,   CXXIV.        Hl 

6  O  pray  we  then  for  Salem's  peace, 

For' they  fhall  profp'rous  be, 
Thou  holy  city  of  our  God  ! 
Who  bear  true  love  to  thee. 

7  May  peace  within  thy  facred  walls 

A  conftant  gueft  be  found, 
With  plenty  and  profperity 
Thy  palaces  be  crown'd. 

g  For  my  dear  brethren's  fake,  and  friends 
No  lefs  than  brethren  dear, 
I'll  pray— may  peace  in  Salem's  tow'rs 
A  conftant  gueft  appear. 
9  But  moft  of  all,  I'll  feek  thy  good, 
♦  And  ever  wifh  thee  well, 
For  Sion  and  the  temple's  fake, 
Where  God  vouchsafes  to  dwell. 

Pfalm  CXXIII.    Long  metreT 

i   C\$  thee,  who  dwell'!*  above  the  fkies, 
2  ^-^  For  mercy  wait  my  longing  eyes  ; 
As  fervants  watch  their  matters  hands, 
And  maids  their  miftrefTes  commands* 
3,  4  O  then  have  mercy  on  us,  Lord, 
Thy  gracious  aid  to  us  afford  : 
To  us,  whom  cruel  foes  opprefs, 
Grown  rich  and  proud  by  our  diflrefs. 

Pfalm  CXXIV.    Common  metre. 

i   TT  AD  not  the  Lord,  may  Ifr'el  fay, 

-*-*•     Eeen  pleas'd  to  interpofe  ; 
a  Had  he  not  then  efpous'd  our  caufe, 

When  men  againft  us  rofe  : 
3,  4, 5  Their'wrath  had  fwallow'd  us  alive 
And  rag'd  without  control  ; 
Their  fpite  and  pride's  united  floods 
Had  quite  o'erwhelm'd  our  {oul.  ft 

W 


242  PSALM      CXXV. 

6  But  praisM  be  our  eternal  Lord, 

Who  refcu'd  us  that  day, 
Nor  to  their  favage  jaws  gave  up 
Our  threat' ned  lives  a  prey. 

7  Our  foul  is  like  a  bird  efcap'd 

From  out  the  fowler's   net  ; 
The  fnare  is  broke,  their  hopes  are  crofs'd, 
And  we  at  freedom  let. 

8  Secure  in  his  almighty  name, 

Our  confidence  remains, 
Who  as  he  made  both  heav'n  and  earth, 
Of  both  fole  monarch  reigns. 

Pfalm  CXXV.    Common  metre. 

i  TI7H0  place  on  Sion's  God  their  truft, 
VV      Like  Sion's  rock  fhall  (land  ;    - 
Like  her  imoveably  be  fix'd 
By  his  almighty  hand. 

2  Look  how  the  hills  on  ev'ry  fide 

Jerufalem  enclofe, 
So  fiands  the  Lord  around  his  faints 
To  guard  them  from  their  foes. 

3  The  wicked  may  afflicl:  the  juft, 

But  ne'er  too  long  opprefs, 

Nor  force  him  by  defpair  to  feek 

Bafe  means  for  his  redrefs. 

4  Be  good,  O  righteous  God,  to  thofe, 

Who  righteous  deeds  affecl:  : 
The  heart  that  innocence  retains, 
Let  innocence  protect. 

5  All  thofe  who  walk  in  crooked  paths. 

The  Lord  fhall  foon  deflroy  ; 
Cut  oft'th'  unjufr,  but  crown  the  faints 
With  lading  peace  and  joy,  |( 


psalm    CXXVI,    CXXVII,      243 

Ij^falttt  CXXVI.  Common  metre, 

!  TT7HEN  Sinn's  God  her  fons  recall M 
VV      From  long  captivity, 
It  leem'd  at  firft  a  pleafing  dream 
Of  what  we  wifh'd  to  lee  ; 
3  But  foon  in  unaccuftom'd  mirth, 
We  did  our  voice  employ, 
And  fung  our  great  Creator's  praife 
In  thankful  hymns  of  joy. 

Our  heathen  foes  repining  flood, 

Yet  were  compell'd  to  own, 
That  great  and  wond'rous  was  the  work 

Our  God  for  us  had  done. 

3  'Twas  great,  lay  they,  'twas  wond'rous  great? 

Much  more  mould  we  confefs  ; 
The  Lord  has  done  great  things,  whereof 
We  reap  the  glad  fuccefs. 

4  To  us  bring  back  the  remnant,  Lord, 

Of  Ifr'eVs  captive  bands, 
More  welcome  than  refrefhing  fhow'rs 
To  parch'd  and  thirfty  lands. 

5  That  we,  whofe  work  commenc'd  in  tears, 

May  lee  our  labours  thrive, 
'Till  finifh'd  with  fuccefs,  to  make 
Our  drooping  hearts  revive. 

6  Though  he  defpond  that  fows  his  grain. 

Yet  doubtlefs  he  fhall  come 
To  bind  his  fullear'd  fheaves,  and  bring 
The  joyful  harveft  home. 

Pfaim  CXXVII.  Common  metre, 

3  TITE  build  with  fruitlefs  coft,  unlefs 
VV      The  Lord  the  pile  fuftain  ; 
Unlefs  the  Lord  the  city  keep, 
The  watchman  wakes  in  vain  1 


244  PSALM     CXXVIII, 

2  In  vain  we  rife  before  the  day, 

And  late  to  reft  repair  : 
Allow  no.refpite  to  our  toil, 
And  eat  the  bread  of  care. 

Supplies  of  life,  with  eafe  to  them, 

He  on  his  faints  beftows  ; 
He  crowns  their  labour  with  fuccefs, 

Their  nights  with  found  repofe. 

3  Children,  thofe  comforts  of  our  life, 

Are  prefents  from  the  Lord  ; 
He  gives  a  num'rous  race  of  heirs, 
As  piety's  reward. 

4  As  arrows  in  a  giant's  hand 

When  marching  forth  to  war, 
Ev'n  fo  the  fons  of  fprightly  youth, 
Their  parent's  fafeguard  are. 

5  Happy  the  man,  whofe  quiver's  fill'd 

With  thefe  prevailing  arms  ; 
He  needs  not  fear  to  meet  his  foe, 
At  law,  or  war's  alarms. 

Pfalltt  CXXVIII.    Common  metre. 

i  HPHE  man  is  bleft  who  fears  the  Lord, 

**•      Nor  only  worfhip  pays, 
But  keeps  his  fteps  confin'd  with  care 
To  his  appointed  ways. 

2  He  fhall  upon  the  fweet  returns 

Of  his  own  labour  feed  ; 
Without  dependence,  live,  and  fee 
His  wifhes  all  fucceed. 

3  His  wife,  like  a  fair  fertile  vine, 

Her  lovely  fruit  fhall  bring  ; 
His  children,  like  young  olive  plants, 
About  his  table  fpring,  1J 


PSALM      CXXIX.  245 

4, 5  Who  fears  the  Lord,  fhall  profper  thus  ; 
Him  Sitm's  God  fhall  blefs  ; 
And  grant  him  all  his  days  to  fee 
Jerusalem's  fuccefs. 

6  He  (hall  live  on,  'till  heirs  from  him 
Defcend  with  vaft  increafe  : 
Much  blefs'd  in  his  own  profp'rous  fbtte, 
And  more  in  J/rV/'s  peace, 

l^faitU  CXXIX.    Common  metre. 

i  "pROM  my  youth  up,  may  Ifr'el  fay, 
*-      They  oft  have  me  afTail'd, 

2  Reduc'd  me  oft  to  heavy  ftraits, 

Bat  never  quite  prevail' d. 

3  They  oft  have  plough'd  my  patient  back 

With  furrows  deep  and  long  : 

4  But  our  juft  God  has  broke  their  chains, 

And  refcif  d  us  from  wrong. 

5  Defeat,  confufion,  fhameful  rout 

Be  ftill  the  doom  of  thole, 
Their  righteous  doom  who  Sion.  hate, 
And  Sion's  God  oppofe. 

6  Like  corn  upon  our  houfes'  tops, 

Untimely  let  them  fade, 
Which  too  much  heat,  and  want  of  root* 
Has  blafted  in  the  blade  : 

7  Which  in  his  arms  no  reaper  takes, 

But  unregarded  leaves  ; 
Nor  binder  thinks  it  worth  his  pains 
To  fold  it  into  (heaves. 

8  No  traveller  that  pafies  by, 

Vouchfafes  a  minute's  Hop, 
To  give  it  one  kind  look,  or  .crave 
Heav'ns  fcleinng  on  the  crop.  t 

W  2 


246      psalm   cxxx,  cxxxr. 
Pfalm  CXXX.  Short  metre. 

i       T^ROM  loweft  depths  of  woe 
-*-    To  God  I  (end  my  cry  ; 

2  Lord,  hear  my  fupplicating  voice, 

And  gracioufly  reply. 

3  Should'ft  thou  feverely  judge, 
Who  can  the  trial  bear  I 

4  But  thou  forgiv'ft,  left  we  defpond, 

And  quite  renounce  thy  fear 

5  My  foul  with  patience  waits 
For  thee,  the  living  Lord  ; 

My  hopes  are  on  thy  promife  built, 

Thy  never  failing  word. 
^      My  longing  eyes  look  out 

For  thy  enliv'ning  ray, 
More  duly  than  the  morning  watch 

To  fpy  the  dawning  day. 

7  Let  i/rV/truft  in  God  ; 

No  bounds  his  mercy  knows  ; 
The  plenteous  fource  and  fpring  from  whence 
Eternal  fuccour  flows. 

8  Whofe  friendly  ftreams  to  us 
Supplies  in  want  convey  ; 

A  healing  lpring,  a  fpring  to  cleanfe, 
And  warn  our  guilt  away. 

Pfalltt  CXXXI.    Common  metre. 

J  f~\  LORD,  I  am  not  proud  of  heart, 
V^    Norcaft  a  fcornful  eye  ; 
Nor  my  afpiring  thoughts  employ 
In  things  for  me  too  high, 
a  With  infant  innocence,  thou  knovv'It 
I  have  myfelf  demean'd  ; 
Compos'd  to  quiet,  like  a  babe 
That  from  the  bread  is  wean/d* 


•PSALM     CXXXII.  247 

3  Like  me,  let  Ifr'el  hope  in  God, 
His  aid  alone  implore  ; 
Both  now  and  ever  truft  in  him, 
Who  lives  for  evermore. 

Pfalm  CXXXII.     Common  'metre. 

1  T   ET  David,  Lord,  a  conftant  place 
*-*    In  thy  remembrance  find  ; 

Let  all  the  forrows  he  endur'd, 
Be  ever  in  thy  mind. 

2  Remember  what  a  folemn  oath 

To  thee,  his  Lord,  he  fwore  ; 
How  to  the  mighty  God  he  vow'd, 
Whom  Jacob's  ions  adore. 

3,41  will  nGt  go  into  my  houfe, 
Nor  to  my  bed  afcend  : 
No  loft  repofe  mall  dole  my  eyes, 
Nor  fleep  my  eyelids  bend  : 

5  'Till  for  the  Lord's  defign'd  abode 

I  mark,  the  deftin'd  ground  ; 
'Till  I  a  decent  place  of  reft 
For  Jacob's  God  have  found. 

6  Th'  appointed  place  with  fhouts  of  joy, 

At  Euphrata  we  found, 
And  made  the  woods  and  neighb'ring  field3 
Our  glad  applaufe  refound. 

7  O  with  due  rev'rence  let  us  then 

To  his  abode  repair  ; 
And  proftrate  at  his  footftool  fall'n, 
Pour  out  our  humble  pray'r. 

8  Arife,  O  Lord,  and  now  poflefs 

Thy  conftant  place  of  reft  ; 
Be  that,  not  only  with  thy  ark, 
But  with  thy  prefence  bled.  11 


i43  p  s  A  L  M     CXXXIIL 

9, 10  Clothe  thou  thypriefts  with  righteoufne/s* 
Make  thou  thy  faints  rejoice  : 
And  for  thy  fervant  David's  fake, 
Hear  thy  anointed's  voice. 

1 1  God  fware  to  David  in  his  truth, 

Nor  fhall  his  oath  be  vain, 
One  of  thy  offspring  after  thee 
Upon  thy  throne  fhall  reign  : 

12  And  if  thy  feed  my  cov'nant  keep, 

And  to  my  laws  fubmit  : 
Their  children  too  upon  thy  throne 
For  evermore  fhall  fit. 

13,  14 For  Sion  does  in  God's  efteem 
All  other  feats  excel  ; 
His  place  of  everlafting  ;Hr, 
Where  he  defires  to  dwell. 
15,  16  Her  ftore,  fays  he,  I  will  increafe, 
Her  poor  with  plenty  blefs  ; 
Her  faints  fhall  fhout  for  joy,  her  priefH 
My  faving  health  confefs. 

17  There  David's  pow'r  fhall  long  remain 

In  his  fucceflive  line, 
And  my  anointed  fervant  there 
Shall  with  freih  luftre  fhine. 

18  The  faces  of  his  vanquifh'd  foes 

Confulion  fhall  o'erfpread  ; 
Whillt  with  confirm'd  fuccefs,  his  crown 
Shall  flourim  on  his  head. 


pfaim  CXXXIIL    Common  metre % 

1    TTOW  vaft  mud  their  advantage  be  ! 
■*"-*•     How  great  their  pleafure  prove  ! 
Who  live  like  brethren,  and  content; 
In  offices  of  love! 


psalm    CXXXIV.  249 

a  True  love  is  like  the  precious  oil 
Which  pourM  on  Aaron's  head, 
Ran  down  his  bear'd,  and  o'er  his  robes 
Its  coftly  mohture  fhed. 

3  *Tis  like  refrefhing  dew,  which  does 

On  Herman's  top  diflil  ; 
Or  like  the  early  drops  that  fall 
On  Sion's  fruitful  hill. 

4  For  God  to  all,  whofe  friendly  hearts 

With  mutual  love  abound, 
Has  firmly  promised  length  of  days 
With  conftant  bleffings  crowif  d. 

Pfalm  CXXXIV.    Common  metre. 

s  T)  LESS  God,  ye  fervants  that  attend 
<M    Upon  his  folemn  ftate, 
That  in  his  temple,  night  by  night, 
With  humble  rev*  re  nee  wait : 
2,  3  Within  his  houfe  lift  up  your  hands, 
And  blefs  his  holy  name  ; 
From  Sion  blefs  thy  Ifr'el,  Lord, 
Who  heav'n  and  earth  did*  ft  frame. 

Pfalm  CXXXV.    Gammon  metre. 

1  r\  PRAISE  the  Lord  with  one  confent, 
V-*     And  magnify  his  name  : 

Let  all  the  fervants  of  the  Lord 
His  worthy  praife  proclaim. 

2  Praife  him  all  ye  that  in  his  houfe 

Attend  with  conftant  care  ; 
With  thofe  that  to  his  utmoft  courts 
With  humble  zeal  repair. 

3  For  this  our  truefl  inf  reft  is, 

Glad  hymns  of  praife  to  fing  ; 
And  with  loud  fongs  to  blefs  his  name, 
A  moft  delightful  thing.  H 


zSo  P  SA   L  M     CXXXV. 

a  For  God  his  own  peculiar  choice 
The  Cons  of  Jacob  makes  ; 
And  IjYefe  offspring  for  his  own 
Moft  valu'd  treafure,  takes. 

5  That  God  is  great,  we  often  have 

By  glad  experience  found  ; 
And  feen  how  he  with  wond'rous  pow*r 
Above  all  gods  is  crownM. 

6  For  he  with  unrefiited  ftrength 

Performs  his  iov'reign  will, 
In  heav'n  and  earth,  and  wat'ry  ftoie& 
That  earth's  deep  caverns  fill. 

7  He  raifes  vapours  from  the  ground, 

Which  pois'd  in  liquid  air, 
Fail  down  at  lad:  in  faow'rs  through  which 
His  dreadful  lightnings  glare  : 

8  He  from  his  ftorehoufe  brings  the  winds.; 

And  he  with  vengeful  hand, 
The  firft  bor-n  flew  of  man  and  beaft, 
Through  Egypt's  mourning  land. 

9.  He  dreadful  figns  and  wonders  fhew'd 

Through  ftubborn  Egypt's  coafts, 
Nor  Pharaoh  could  his  plagues  efcape, 
Nor  all  his  num'rous  hods. 

10,  ir  'Twas  he  that  various  nations  fmote, 

And  mighty  kings  fupprefs'd, 
Sihon  and  Og,  and  all  befides, 
Who  Canaan's  land  poiTefs'd. 

12, 13  Their  land  upon  his  chofen  race 
He  firmly  did  entail  : 
For  which  his  fame  (hall  always  lad, 
His  praile  mail  never  fcik  E 


PSALM     CXXXVI.  25t 

14  For  God  fhall  foon  his  people's  caufe 
With  pitying  eyes  fuyvey  ; 
Repent  him  of  his  wrath  and  turn 
His  kindled  rage  away. 

35  Thofe  idols,  whofe  falfe  worfhip  fpread 
O'er  all  the  heathen  lands, 
Are  made  of  filverand  of  gold, 
The  work  of  human  hands. 
16, 17  They  move  not  their. fictitious  tongues 
Nor  fee  with  poliflVd  eyes  ; 
Their  counterfeited  ears  are  deaf, 
No  breath  their  mouth  fupplies, 

18  As  fenfelefs  as  thernfelves  are  they, 
That  all  their  fkili  apply 
To  make  them,  or  in  dang'rous  times 
On  them  for  aid  rely. 
29  Their  juft  returns  of  thanks  to  God, 
Let  grateful  Ifr'el  pay  : 
Nor  let  the  priefts  of  Aaron's  race 
To  blefs  the  Lord  delay. 

20  Their  fenfe  of  his  unbounded  love 

Let  Levi's  houfe  exprefs  ; 
And  let  all  thofe  that  fear  the  Lord, 
His  name  forever  blefs. 

21  Let  all  with  thanks  his  wond'rous  works 

In  Si  off  s  courts  proclaim  ; 
Let  them  in  Salem,  where  he  dwells 
Exalt  his  holy  name. 

Pfailtl  CXXXVI.  Particular  metre, 

1  nPO  God  the  mighty  Lord, 
■L    ^  Your  joyful  thanks  repea*:  J 
To  him  due  praife  afford, 

As  g-ond  as  he  is  sreat  -•  •        ?F 


252  PSALM      CXXXV|» 

For  God  does  prove 
Our  constant  friend, 

His  boundlefs  love 
Shall  never  end. 

2,  3  To  him  whofe  w'ond'rous  powT* 
All  other  gods  obey, 
Whom  earthly  kings  adore, 
This  grateful  homage  pay  : 
For  God,  &c. 

4,  5  By  his  almighty  hand 

Amazing  works  are  wrought  : 
The  heav'ns  by  his  command 
Were  to  perfection  brought ; 
For  God,  &c. 

6  He  fpread  the  ocean  round 
About  the  ipacious  land  ; 
And  made  the  rifing  ground 
Above  the  waters  ftand  : 
For  God,  &c. 

7,  8,  9  Through  heav'n  he  did  difplay 
His  num'rous  hofts  of  light  j 
The  fun  to  rule  by  day, 

The  moon  and  liars  by  night  : 
For  God,  &c. 

io,  1 1,  12  He  ftruck  the  firftborn  dead 
Of  Egypt's  ftubborn  land  j 
And  thence  his  people  led 
With  his  refiftlefs  hand: 
For  Gcd,  &c. 

ij,  14  By  him  the  raging  fez, 
As  if  in  pieces  rent, 
Difclos'd  a  middle  way, 
Thrpugh  which  his  people  went : 
For  God,  8cq. 


P  I  A    L  M      CXXXVI.  253 

?5  Where  foon  he  overthrew 

Proud  Pharaoh  and  his  hoft, 
Who  daring  to  purfue, 
Were  in  the  biilows  loft  : 
For  God,  &c. 

16,  17, 18  Through  deferts  vaft  and  wild, 
He  Jed  the  chofen  feed  ; 
And  famous  princes  foiPd, 
And  made  great  monarchs  bleed : 
For  God,  Sec. 

19,  20  Sihon,  whofe  potent  hand 

Great  Amman's  fceptre  fway'd  ; 
And  Og,  whofe  ftern  command 
Rich  Bajhan's  land  obey'd  : 
For  God,  &c. 

51,22  And  of  his  wond'rous  grace 
Their  lands,  whom  he  deftroy'dj 
He  gave  to  7/rWs  race, 
To  be  by  them  enjoy' d  : 
For  God,  &c. 

23,  24  He  in  our  depth  of  woes, 
On  us  with  favour  thought, 
And  from  our  cruel  foes 
In  peace  and  fafety  brought : 
For  God,  &c. 

25,  26  He  does  the  food  fupply, 
On  which  all  creatures  lives  5 
To  God  who  reigns  on  high 
Eternal  praifes  give. 
For  God  will  prove 
Our  conftant  friend, 
His  boundlefs  love      • 
Shall  never  end.  fl 

X 


254  psalm    CXXXVII. 

]$falm  CXXXVII.   Long  metre. 

i  \X7  HEN  we,  our  weary  limbs  to  reft, 
*  *    Sat  down  by  proud  Euphrates''  ftream, 
We  wept,  with  doleful  thoughts  oppreft, 
And. S ion  was  our  mournful  theme. 

2  Our  harps,  that  when  with  joy  we  fung, 

Were  wont  their  tuneful  parts  to  bear, 
With  iilent  firings  neglected  hung 
On  willow  trees  that  wither'd  there. 

3  Mean  while  our  foes,  who  all  confpir'd 

To  triumph  in  our  flavifh  wrongs, 
Mufick  and  mirth  of  us  requir'd, 
"  Come  fingus  one  of  Sion's  fangs.'1 

4  How  fhall  we  tune  our  voice  to  fing  ? 

Or  touch  our  harps  with  fkilful  hands  i 
Shall  hymns  of  joy  to  God  our  King 
Be  fung  by  flaves  in  foreign  lands  i 

5  O  Salem  our  once  happy  feat  ! 

When  I  of  thee  forgetful  prove, 
Let  then  my  trembling  hand  forget 
The  fpeaking  strings  with  art  to  movet 

6  It  I  to  mention  thee  forbear, 

Eternal  filence  feize  my  tongue  ; 
Or  if  I  fing  one  cheerful  air, 
'Till  thy  deliv  Vance  is  my  fong  ! 

7  Remember,  Lord,  how  Edcm's  race, 

In  thy  own  city's  fatal  day, 
Cry'd  out,  "  Her  Irately  walls  deface, 
And  with  the  ground  quite  level  lay." 

8  Proud  BabaVs  daughter,  doom'd  to  be 

Of  grief  and  woe  the  wretched  prey, 
Blrfs'd  is  the  man  who  fhall  to  thee 
The  wrongs  thou  Ird'ft  on  us,  repay.      ti 


psalm    CXXXVII.  *5$ 

9  Thrice  bleft,  who  With  juft  rage  pofleft, 
And  deaf  to  all  the  parents  moans, 
Shall  fnatch  thine  infants  from  the  bread, 
And  dafh  their  heads  againft  the  (tones. 

Pfalm  CXXXVIII.  Common  metre. 

x  TTTITH  my  whole  heart,  my  God  and 
VV      Thy  praife  I  will  proclaim  ;     (king, 
Before  the  gods  with  joy  I'll  fing, 
And  blefs  thy  holy  name. 
£  I'll  worfhip  at  thy  facred  feat ; 
And  with  thy  love  inlpir'd, 
The  praifes  of  thy  truth  repeat, 
O'er  all  thy  works  admir'd. 

3  Thou  gracioufly  inclin'fl  thine  ear, 

When  Lto  thee  did  cry  ; 
And  when  my  foul  was  prefs'd  with  fear, 
Didft  inward  (trength  fnpply. 

4  Therefore  (hallev'ry  earthly  prince 

Thy  name  with  praife  purfue, 
Whom  thefe  admir'd  events  convince 
That  all  thy  works  are  true. 

They  all  thy  wond'rous  ways,  O  Lord, 
With  cheerful  fongs  (hall  blefs  ; 

And  all  thy  glorious  afts  record, 
Thy  awful  pow'r  confefs. 

6  For  God,  although  enthron'd  on  high, 

Does  thence  the  poor  refpecl:  ; 
The  proud  far  oft,  his  fcorniul  eye 
Beholds  with  juft  neglect. 

7  Though  I  with  troubles  am  opprefs'd, 

He  (hall  my  foes  difarm, 
Relieve  my  foul  when  mo  ft  diftrefs'd, 
And  keep  me  fafe  from  harm.  |j 


zS6  psalm    CXXXIX. 

g  The  Lord,  whofe  mercies  ever  laft, 
Shall  fix  ray  happy  ftate  ; 
And  mindful  of  his  favours  pad, 
Shall  his  own  work  complete. 

Pfalm   CXXXIX.  Long  metre. 

i  HHHOU,    Lord,    by    irritfeft  fearch  haft 

2  -*■   My  rifing  up  and  lying  down  ;    (known 
My  fecret  thoughts  are  known  to  thee, 
Known  long  before  conceiv'd  by  me. 

3  Thine  eye  my  bed  and  path  furveys, 
My  publick  haunts  and  private  ways  ; 

4  Thou  know'ft  what  'tis  my  lipswou'd  vent? 
My  yetunutter'd  words  intent. 

j  Surrounded  by  thy  pow'r,  I  ftand, 
On  ev'ry  fide  I  find  thy  hand. 

6  O  (kill,  for  human  reach  too  high  ! 
Too  dazzling  bright  for  mortal  eye  \ 

7  O  could  I  fo  perfidious  be, 

To  think  of  once  deferting  thee  ! 
Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  influence  fhuft  ? 
Or  whither  from  thy  pretence  run  ? 

8  If  up  to  heav'n  I  take  my  flight ; 

'Tis  there  thou  dwell'ft  enthron'd  in  Hght  j 

Or  fink  to  heil's  infernal  plains, 

'Tis  there  almighty  vengeance  reigns. 

9  If  1  the  morning's  wings  could  gain, 
And  fly  beyond  the  wellem  main, 

ioThy  fwifter  hand  would  firft  arrive* 
And  there  arrelt  thy  fugitive.- 

si  Or  mould  I  try  to  fhun  thy  fight 
Beneath  the  fable  wings  of  night  ; 
One  glance  from  thee,  one  piercing  ray 
Would  kindle  darknefs  into  day.  Hi 


PSALM      CXXXIX.  2§7 

i2The  veil  of  night  is  no  difguife, 
No  fcreen  from  thy  all  fearching  eyes  :    * 
Through  midnight  (hades  thou  find'il  the 
As  in  the  blazing  noon  of  day.  (way» 

i  j  Thou  know'ft  the  texture  of  my  heart, 
My  reins  and  ev'ry  vital  part  ; 
Each  fingle  thread  in  nature's  loom, 
By  thee  was  cover'd  in  the  womb. 

14  I'll  praife  thee  from  whofe  hands  I  came, 
A  work  of  fuch  a  curious  frame  ; 

The  wonders  thou  in  me  haft  mown, 
My  foul  with  grateful  joy  mud  own. 

15  Thine  eyes  my  fubfrance  did  furvey, 
While  yet  a  lifelefs  mafs  it  lay, 

In  fecret  how  exactly  wrought, 
Ere  from  its  dark  inclofure  brought. 

16  Thou  didft  the  fhapelefs  embryo  fee, 
Its  parts  were  regiftered  by  thee  : 
Thou  faw'ft  the  daily  growth  they  took, 
Form'd  by  the  model  of  thy  book. 

17  Let  me  acknowledge  too,  O  God, 
That  fince  this  maze  of  life  I  trod, 
Thy  thoughts  of  love  to  me  furmount 
The  pow'r  of  numbers  to  recount, 

jS  Far  fooner  could  I  reckon  o'er 
The  lands  upon  the  ocean's  more  s 
Each  morn  revifing  what  I've  done, 
I  find  th'  account  but  new  begun. 

J9  The  wicked  thou  (halt  flay,  O  God  : 
Depart  from  me,  ye  men  of  blood, 

20  Whofe  tongues  heav'n's  majefty  profane, 
And  take  th'  Almighty's  name  in  vain.         SJ 
X  2 


*5g  PSALM       CXL. 

21  Lord,  hate  not  I  their  impious  crew, 
Who  thee  with  enmity  purfue  ? 
And  does  not  grief  my  heart  opprefs 
When  reprobates  thy  laws  tranfgrefs  ? 

22  Who  pra&ife  enmity  to  thee, 
Shall  utmoft:  hatred  have  from  me  ; 
Such  men  I  utterly  deteft, 

As  if  they  were  my  foes  profeft.  (heart, 

23, 24  Search,  try,  O  God,   my    thoughts  and 
If  mifchiet  lurks  in  any  part  • 
Correct  me  where  I  go  aftray, 
And  guide  me  in  thy  perfeft  way. 

l^fdlltl  CXL.   Common  metre. 

1  T3RESERVE  me,  Lord,  from  crafty  foes 
A      Of  treacherous  intent  j 

2  And  from  the  fons  of  violence> 

On  open  mifchief  bent. 

3  Their  fland'ring  tongue,  the  ferpent*s  fling 

In  fharpnefs  does  exceed  : 
Between  their  lips  the  gaul  of  afps 
And  adders  venom  breed. 

4  Preserve  me,  Lord,  from  wicked  hands, 

Nor  leave  my  foul  forlorn, 
A  prey  to  fons  of  violence, 
Who  have  my  ruin  fworn. 

5  The  proud  for  me  have  laid  their  fnarc 

And  fpread  their  vvi'.y  net  ; 
With  traps  and  gins  where'ei  I  move, 
I  find  my  iteps  befet. 

6  But  th-is  environed  with  diftrefs, 

Thou  art  my  God  I  faid  ; 
Lord,  hear  my  fupplicatinr;  voice, 
That  calls  to  thee  for  aid. 


PSALM      CXLI.  2$£ 

7  O  Lord,  the  God  whofe  faving  flrength 

Kind  fuccour  did  convey, 
And  cover' d  my  advent'rous  head 
In  battle's  doubtful  day. 

8  Permit  not  their  unjuft  defigns 

To  anfvver  their defire  ; 
Left  they  encourag'd  by  fuccefs, 
To  bolder  crimes  afpire. 

9  Let  firft  their  chiefs  the  fad  effe&s 

Of  their  injuftice  mourn  ; 
The  blaft  of  their  envenom'd  breath, 
Upon  themfelves  return. 

io  Let  them  who  kindled  firlT  the  flame, 
Its  facrifice  become  ; 
The  pit  they  digg'd  for  me,  be  made 
Their  own  untimely  tomb. 
ii  Though  (lander's  breath  may  raife  a  ftorm? 
It  quickly  will  decay  ; 
Their  rage  does  but  the  torrent  fwell, 
That  bears  themlelves  away. 

12  God  will  aftert  the  poor  man's  caufe, 
And  fpeedy  fuccour  give  j 
The  juft  fhall  celebrate  his  praife, 
And  in  his  prefence  live. 

PfalilX  CXLI.    Common  metre. 

i  HP  O  thee,  O  Lord,  my  cries  afcend, 
J-       O  hafte  to  my  relief  : 
And  with  accuftom'dpity  hear 
The  accents  of  my  grief. 
%  Inftead  of  off 'rings  let  my  pray'r 
Like  morning  incenfe  rife  : 
My  lifted  hands  fupply  the  place- 
Ofev'ning  facrifice.  J| 


260  PSALM      CXLI. 

3  From  hafty  language  curb  my  tongue, 

And  let  a  conftant  guard 
Still  keep  the  portal  of  my  lips, 
With  wary  filence  barr'd. 

4  From  wicked  men's  defigns  and  deeds 

My  heart  and  hands  reftrain  ; 
Nor  let  me  in  the  booty  fhare 
Of  their  unrighteous  gain. 

5  Let  upright  men- reprove  my  faults, 

And  I  mall  think  them  kind  ! 
Like  balm  that  heals  a  wounded  head, 

I  their  reproof  ihall  find  ; 
And  in  return,  my  fervent  pray'r 

I  (hall  for  them  addrefs, 
When  they  are  tempted  and  reduced, 

Like  me  to  fore  diflrefs. 

6  When  fculking  in  EngedVs  rock, 

I  to  their  chiefs  appeal, 
If  one  reproachful  word  I  fpoke, 
When  I  had  pow'r  to  kill. 

7  Yet  us  they  perfecute  to  death, 

Our  fcatter'd  ruins  lie 
As  thick  as  from  the  hewer's  ax 
The  fever'd  fplinters  fly. 

8  But,  Lord,  to  thee  I  mil  direct 

My  fupplicating  eyes 
O  leave  not  destitute  my  foul, 
Whcfe  trufl:  on  thee  relies. 

9  Do  thou  preferve  me  from  the  fnares 

That  wicked  hands  have  laid  ; 
Let  them  in  their  own  nets  be  caught 
While  my  efcape  is  made. 


T 


psalm    CXLII,  CXLIII.     261 

Jpfalttl  CXLII.   Short  metre. 

'O  God,  with  mournful  voice, 
In  deep  diftrefs  I  pray'd  ; 
Made  him  the  umpire  of  my  caufe^ 
My  wrongs  before  him  laid* 
Thou  didft  my  fteps  direct, 
When  my  griev'd  foul  defpair'd  1 
For  where  I  thought  to  walk  fecures 
They  had  their  traps  prepar'd. 

I  look'd  but  found  no  friend 

To  own  me  in  diftrefs  ; 
All  refuge  fail'd,  no  man  vauchfaf'4 

His  pity  or  redrefs. 

To  God  at  laft  I  pray'd, 

Thou,  Lord,  my  refuge  art. 
My  portion  in  the  land  of  life, 

'Till  life  itfelf  depart. 

Reduc'd  to  greateft  ftraits, 
To  thee  I  make  my  moan  ; 
O  fave  me  from  oppreiTive  foes. 
For  me  too  pow'rful  grown. 
That  I  may  praife  thy  name, 
My  foul  from  prifon  bring 


5  » 


Whilft  of  thy  kind  regard  to  me 
Aflembled  faints  fhall  fing. 

Pfalm  CXLIII.     Common  metre. 

LORD,  hear  my  pray'r,  and  to  my  cry, 
Thy  wonted  audience  lend  £ 
In  thy  accuftom'd  faith  and  truth 
A  gracious  anfwer  lend. 
;  Nor  at  thy  ftrict  tribunal  bring 
Thy  lervant  to  be  try'd  ; 
For  in  thy  fight  no  living  man 
Can  e'erbejyftify'd. 


2fo  PSALM     CXLIII. 

i 

3  The  fpiteful  foe  purines  my  life, 

Whole  comforts  all  are  fled  ; 
He  drives  me  into  caves  as  dark 
As  manfions  of  the  dead. 

4  My  ipirit  therefore  is  o'erwhelm'd, 

And  finks  within  my  breaft  : 
My  mournful  heart  grows  defolate, 
With  heavy  woes  oppreft. 

5  I  call  to  mind  the  days  of  old, 

And  wonders  thou  haft  wrought  : 
My  former  dangers  and  efcapes 
Employ  my  mufing  thought. 

6  To  thee  my  hands  in  humble  pray'r, 

I  fervently  ftretch  out  ; 
My  foul  for  thy  refreshment  thirds, 
Like  land  opprefs'd  with  drought. 

7  Hear  me  with  fpeed  ;  my  Ipirit  fails  ; 

Thy  face  no  longer  hide, 
Left  I  become  forlorn  like  them 
That  in  the  grave  refide. 

8  Thy  kindnefs  early  let  me  hear, 

Whofe  truft  on  thee  depends  ; 
Teach  me  the  way  where  I  fhould  go 
My  foul  to  thee  afcends. 

9  Do  thou,  O  Lord,  from  all  my  foes 

Preferve  and  fet  me  free  ; 
A  fate  retreat  againft  their  rage, 

My  foul  implores  from  thee. 
ro  Thou  art  my  God,  thy  righteous  will 

Inftrucr.  me  to  obey  ; 
Let  thy  good  fpirit  lead  and  keep 

My  foul  in  the  right  way. 


psalm    CXLIV.  263 

11  O  for  the  fake  of  thy  great  name 

Revive  my  drooping  heart  : 
For  thy  truth's  fake  to  me  diitrefs'd, 
Thy  promis'd  aid  impart. 

12  In  pity  to  my  luff' rings,  Lord, 

Reduce  my  foes  to  fhame  ; 
S&y  them  that  perfecute  a  foul 
Devoted  to  thy  name.  . 


IPfolttt  CXLIV.    Long  metre. 

1  T^OREVER  bleft  be  God  the  Lord, 
a      Who  does  his  needful  aid  impart, 
At  once  both  (trength  and  {kill  afford 

To  wield  my  arms  with  warlike  art. 

2  His  gcodnefs  as  my  fort  and  tow'r, 

My  ftrong  deliv'rance  and  my  fhield  : 
In  him  I  truft  whole  matchlefs  pow'r 
Makes  to  my  fway  fierce   nations  yield. 

3  Lord,  what's  in  man,   that  thou   fhould'ft 

Such  tender  care  of  him  to  take  ?       [love 
What  in  his  offspring  could  thee  move 
Such  great  account  of  him  to  make  ? 

4  The  life  of  man  does  quickly  fade, 

His  thoughts  but  empty  are  and  vain  ; 
His  days  are  like  a  flying  (hade, 
Of  whofe  (hort  ftay  no  figns  remain. 

5  In  folemn  ftate,  O  God,  defcend, 

Whilft  heav'n  its  lofty  head  inclines  : 
The  (moking  hills  afunder  rend, 
Of  thy  approach  the  awful  figns. 

6  Difcharge  thy  dreadful  light'ning  round, 

And  make  thy  fcatter'd  foes  retreat  j 
Them  with  thy  pointed  arrows  wound, 
And  their  deftruclion  foon  complete.       {', 


264  r  s  A  l  m    CXLIV. 

7,  8  Do  thou,  O  Lord,  from  heav'n  engage 

Thy  boundlefs  pow'r  my  foes  to  quell, 
And  fnatch  me  from  the  ftormy  rage 

Of  threat'nir.g  waves  that  proudly  fwelJ. 
Fight  thou  againft  my  foreign  foes, 

Who  utter  fpeeches  falfe  and  vain  ; 
Who,  though  in  folemn  leagues  theyclofe, 

Their  Iworn  engagements  ne'er  maintain, 

9  So  I  to  thee,  O  King  of  kings, 

In  joyful  hymns  my  voice  ihall  raife, 
And  inftruments  of  various  firings 
Shall  help  me  thus  to  fing  thy  praife. 
io  ".  God  does  to  kings   his  aid  afford, 
To  them  his  lure  falvation  fends ; 
*Tis  he  that  from  the  murd'ring  fword, 
His  fervant  Da<vid  ftill  defends." 

xi  Fight  thou  againft  my  foreign  foes, 
Who  utter  fpeeches  falfe  and  vain  ; 
Who,  though  in  folemn  leagues  they  clofe, 
Their  Iworn  engagements  ne'er  maintain. 
r2  Then  our  young  fons  like  trees  fliall  grow, 
Well  planted  in  fomc  fruitful  place  ; 
Our  daughters  fhall  like  pillars  fhow, 
Defign'd  fome  royal  court  to  grace. 

X3  Our  garners,  fill'd  with  various  frore, 
Shall  us  and  ours  with  plenty  feed, 
Our  fheep  encreafing  more  and  more, 

Shall  thoufands  and  ten  thousands  breed. 
T4  Strong  fhall  our  lab'ring  oxen  grow, 
Nor  in  their  conftant  labour  faint  ; 
Whilfjt  we  no  war  nor  flav'ry  know, 
And  in  our  ftrcets  hear  no  complaint,       I; 


psalm    CXLV.  265 

15  Thrice  happy  is  that  people's  cafe, 

Whofe  various  bleffings  thus  abound  : 
Who  God's  true  worfhip  ftill  embrace, 
And  are  with  his  protection  crown'd. 

^  Pfalltl  CXLV.     Common  metre. 

t  'T'HEE  I'll  extol,  my  God.  and  King', 

2  -*-      Thy  endlefs  praife  proclaim  ; 
This  tribute  daily  I  will  bring, 

And  ever  blefs  thy  name. 

3  Thou,  Lord,  beyond  compare  art  great 

And  highly  to  be  prais'd  ; 
Thy  majefty,  with  boundlefs  height, 
Above  our  knowledge  rais'd. 

4  Renown'd  for  mighty  acls,  thy  fame 

To  future  time  extends  ; 
From  age  to  age  thy  glorious  name 

Succeffively  defcends. 
5, 6  Whilft  I  thy  glory  and  renown, 

And  wond'rous  works  exprefs, 
The  world  with  me  thy  might  mail  own 

And  thy  great  pow:'r  confefs. 

7  The  praife  that  to  thy  love  belongs, 

They  mail  with  joy  proclaim  ; 
Thv  truth  of  all  their  grateful  longs 
Shrill  be  the  conftant  theme. 

8  The  Lord  is  good  ;  frefh  acls  of  grace 

His  pity  ftijl  Aipplies  ; 
His  anger  moves  with  fioweft  pace, 
His  willing  mercy  flies. 

5, 10  Thy  love  through  earth  extends  its  fame 
To  all  thy  works  exprcU  ; 
Ti^efe  mew  thy  praife,  wfrfff?  thy  great  name 
Is  by  thv  ierVarifs  bleu.  j| 

Y 


266  PSALM     CXLV. 

ii  They,  with  the  glorious  profpett  nVd, 
Shall  of  thy  kingdom  fpeak  ; 
And  thy  great  pow'r,  by  all  admir'd, 
Their  lofty  fubject  make. 

12  God's  glorious  works  of  ancient  date, 

Shall  thus  to  all  be  known  ; 
And  thus  his  kingdom's  royal  date, 
With  publick  fplendour  fhown. 

13  His  ftcdfafr  throne,  from  changes  free, 

Shall  ftand  forever  fad  ; 
His  boundlefs  iway  no  end  (hall  fee, 
But  time  itfclf  outlaft. 

PART      II. 

14, 15  The  Lord  does  them  fupport  that  fall, 
And  makes  the  proflxate  rife  ; 
For  his  kind  aid  all  creatures  call, 
Who  timely  food  fupplies. 
16  Whate'er  their  various  wants  require, 
W'ith  open  hand  he  gives  ; 
And  fo  fulfils  the  j  11  ft  defire 
Of  ev'ry  thing  that  lives. 

17,  18  How  holy  is  the  Lord  !  how  juft  ! 
How  righteous  all  his  ways  t 
How  nigh  to  him,  who  with  firm  truft 
For  his  afliftance  prays  ! 

19  He  grants  the  full  defires  of  thofe 

Who  him  with  fear  adore  ; 
And  will  their  troubles  foon  compofe, 
When  they  his  aid  implore. 

20  The  Lord  preferves  all  thofe  with  care 

Whom  grateful  love  employs  : 
But  finners,  who  his  vengeance  dare, 
With  furious  rage  deftroys. 


PSALM     CXLVI.  267 

21  My  time  to  come,  in  praifes  {pent, 
Shall  (till  advance  his  fame, 
And  all  mankind  with  one  confent 
Forever  blefs  his  name. 

Pfalttt  CXLVI.  Common  metre. 

1  r\  PRAISE  the  Lord,  and  thou  my  foul, 

2  V->J    Forever  blefs  his  name  : 

His  wond'rous  love,  while  life  fhall  la(r, 
My  conftant  praife  fhall  claim. 

3  On  kings,  the  greatefi  fons  of  men, 

Let  none  for  aid  rely  : 
They  cannot  fave  in  dang'rous  times, 
Nor  timely  help  apply. 

4  Depriv'd  of  breath,  to  duft  they  turn, 

And  there  neglected  lie, 
And  all  their  thoughts  and  vain  defigns 
Together  with  them  die. 

5  Then  happy  he,  who  Jacob's,  God 

For  his  prote&ion  takes  ;y 
Who  ftill,  with  well  plac'd  hope,  the  Lord 
His  conflant  refuge  makes. 

6  The  Lord,  who  made  both  heav'n  and  earth, 

And  all  that  they  contain, 
Will  never  quit  his  ftedfaft  truth, 
Nor  make  his  promife  vain. 

7  The  poor  oppreft,  from  all  their  wrongs 

Are  eas'd  by  his  decree  ; 
He  gives  the  hungry  needful  food, 
And  fets  the  pris'ners  free. 

8  By  him  the  blind  receive  their  fight, 

The  weak  and  fallrn  he  rears  : 
With  kind  regard  and  tender  love, 
He  for  the  righteous  cares.  (J 


l6S  PSALM     CXLVII. 

9  The  ftranger  he  preferves  from  harm,  » 
The  orphan  kindly  treats, 
Defends  the  widow,  and  the  wiles 
Of  wicked  men  defeats, 

loThe  God,  that  does  in  Sion  dwell, 
Is  our  eternal  King  : 
From  age  to  age  his  reign  endures. 
Let  all  his  praifes  fing. 

Pfalm  CXLVII.    Common  metre. 

i  r\  PRAISE  the  Lord  with  hymns  of  joy, 
^-^     And  celebrate  his  fame  ! 
For  pleafant,  good,  and  comely  'tis 
To  praife  his  holy  name. 
2  His  holy  city  God  will  build, 

Though  level'd  with  the  ground  : 
Bring  back  his  people,  though  difpers'd 
Through  all  the  nations  round. 

3,  4  He  kindly  heals  the  broken  hearts, 
.  And  all  their  wounds  does  dole  ; 
He  tells  the  number  of  the  ftars, 
Their  feveral  names  he  knows. 
5, 6  Great  is  the  Lord,  and  great  his  powV, 
His  wifdom  has  no  bound  ; 
The  meek  he  raifes,  and  throws  down 
The  wicked  to  the  ground. 

7  To  God,  the  Lord,  a  hymn  of  praife, 

With  grateful  voices  fing  ; 
Tofo  1  gs  of  triumph  tune  the  harp, 
And  ftrike  each  warbling  firing. 

8  He  covers  heav'n  with  clouds,  and  thence 

Refrefhing  rain  bellows  : 
Through  him,  on  mountain  tops,  the  grafs 
With  wond'rous  plenty  grows. 


PSALM     CXLVII.  269 

9  He,  favage  beafts  that  loofely  range, 

With  timely  food  fupplies ; 
He  feeds  the  ravens  tender  brood, 
And  flops  their  hungry  cries. 

10  He  values  not  the  warlike  fteed, 

But  does  his  ftrength  difdain  j 
The  nimble  foot  that  fwiftly  runs, 
No  prize  from  him  can  gain. 

11  But  he,  to  him  that  fears  his  name, 

His  tender  love  extends  ; 
To  him  that  on  his  boundlefs  grace 
With  ftedfaft  hope  depends. 
1 2, 13  Let  Sion  and  Jerufalem 

To  God  their  praife  addrefs  ; 
Who  fenc'd  their  gates  with  maffay  bars, 
And  does  their  children  blefs. 

14,15  Through  all  their  borders  he  gives  peace, 
With  fined:  wheat  they're  fed  ; 
He  f  peaks  the  word,  and  what  he  wills 
Is  done  as  foon  as  laid. 
16  Large  flakes  of  fnow,  like  fleecy  wool, 
Delcend  at  his  command  : 
And  hoary  frofl:,  like  a  flies  fpread, 
Is  fcatter'd  o'er  the  land. 


17  When  join'd  to  thefe  he  does  his  hail 

In  little  models  break, 
Who  can  againft  his  piercing  cold 
Secure  defences  make  ? 

18  He  fends  his  word,  which  melts  the  ice 

He  makes  his  wind  to  blow, 
And  foon  the  ftreams.  cong'eal'd  before, 
In  plenteous  currents  flow, 
Y  2 


370  PSALM     CXLVIII. 

19  By  him  his  ftatutes  and  decrees 

To  Jacob's,  Tons  were  fhown  ; 
And  ftill  to  //rV/'s  chofen  feed 
His  righteous  laws  are  known. 

20  No  other  nation  this  can  boaft, 

Nor  did  he  e'er  afford 
To  heathen  lands  his  oracles, 
And  knowledge  of  his  word. 

Hallelujah. 

ipfalm  CXLVIII.  Particular  metre. 

1,  2  X^E  boundlefs  realms  of  joy, 
•*•      Exalt. your  Maker's  tame  : 
His  praife  your  fong  employ 
Above  the  (tarry  frame  ; 
Your  voices  raile, 
Ye  cherubim 
And  feraphim, 
To  fing  his  praife. 

3, 4,  Thou  moon  that  nil' ft  the  night, 
And  fun  that  guid'ft  the  day, 
Ye  glitt'ring  ftars  of  light, 
To  him  your  homage  pay  : 
His  praife  declare, 
Ye  heav'ns  above, 
And  clouds  that  move 
In  liquid  air. 

5,  6  Let  them  adore  the  Lord, 
And  praife  his  holy  name, 
By  whofe  almighty  word 
They  all  from  nothing  came  : 
And  all  mall  laft, 
From  changes  free  : 
His  firm  decree 
Stands  cverfaft. 


psalm    CXLVIII.  37r 

-,  8  Let  earth  her  tribute  pay  ; 

Praife  him,  ye  dreadful  whales, 
And  fifh  that  through  the  fea 
Glide  /wift  with  glitt'ring  fcales  : 
Fire,  hail,  and  fnow, 
And  mifty  air, 
And  winds  that  where 
Be  bids  them  blow. 


9, 10  By  hills  and  mountains,  all 
In  grateful  confort  join'd, 
By  cedars  ftately  tall, 
And  trees  for  fruit  defign'd  : 
By  ev'ry  beaft, 
And  creeping  thing, 
And  fowl  of  wing 
His  name  be  bleft. 

11,12  Let  all  of  royal  birth, 

With  thofe  of  humbler  frame, 
And  judges  of  the  earth, 
His  matchlefs  praife  proclaim. 
In  this  defign 
Let  youths  with  maids, 
And  hoary  heads 
With  children  join. 

13 United  zeal  be  fhown, 

His  wond'rous  fame  to  raite, 
Whofe  glorious  name  alone 
Deferves  our  endlefs  praife  ; 
Earth's  utmoft  ends 
His  pow'r  obey  : 
His  glorious  fway 
The  fky  tranfcends. 


viz  r  s  a  l  m    CXLIX. 

14  His  cholen  iaints  to  grace, 
He  fets  them  up  011  high, 
And  favours  i/VV/'s  race, 
Who  ftill  to  him  are  nigh.     ; 
O  I  therefore  rails 
Your  grateful  voice, 
And  (till  rejoice 
The  Lord  to  praife. 


IPfalm  CXLIX.    Particular  metre, 

r>2  f\  PRAISE  ye  the  Lord, 
V-y     Prepare  your  glad  voice, 
His  praife  in  the  great 

Aflembly  to  fing. 
In  our  great  Creator 

Let  Ifr'el  rejoice, 
And  children  of  Sion 

Be  glad  in  their  King. 

3,  4  Let  them  his  great  name 

Extol  in  the  dance  ; 
With  timbrel  and  harp 

His  praifes  exprefs, 
Who  always  takes  pleafure 

His  iaints  to  advance, 
And  with  his  falvation 

The  humble  to  bleis. 

5,  6  With  glory  adorn'd, 

His  people  fhall  fing 
To  God,  who  their  beds 

With  fafety  does  fhield  ; 
Their  mouths  fill'd  with  praifes 

Of  him  their  great  King  ; 
Whilft  a  too  edged  fword 

Their  right  hand  (lull  wield.  | 


PSALM     CL.    ^  273 

7,  8  J  ufi:  vengeance  to  take 

For  injuries  pad  : 
To  punifh  thofe  lands 

For  ruin  defign'd  ; 
With  chains,  as  their  captives, 

To  tie  their  kings  faft, 
With  fetters  of  iron 

Their  nobles  to  bind. 

9      Thus  (hall  they  make  good, 

When  they  (hall  deftroy, 
The  dreadful  decree 

Which  God  does  proclaim  : 
Such  honour  and  triumph 

His  faints  fhall  enjoy, 
O  therefore  forever 

Exalt  his  great  name  ! 

IPfalm  CL.     Long  metre. 

1  (~\  PRAISE  the  Lord  in  that  bleft  place, 
^-^From  whence  his  goodnefs  largely  flows, 
Praife  him  in  heav'n,  where  he  his  face 

Unveil'd  in  perfect  glory  (hows. 

2  Praife  him  for  all  the  mighty  acts, 

Which  he  on  our  behalf  has  done  ; 
Hiskindnefs  this  return  exacls, 
With  which  our  praife  mould  equal  run. 

3  Let  the  fhrill  trumpet's  warlike  voice 

Make  rocks  and  hills  his  praile  rebound  j 
Praife  him  with  harp's  melodious  noii'e, 
And  gentle  pfalt'ry's  filver  found. 

4  Let  virgin  troops  foft  timbrels  bring, 

And  fome  with  graceful  motion  dance  ; 
Let  inftruments  of  various  firings, 
With  organs  join' d,  his  praile  advance.    f| 


»74  f  S  A   L  M     CL. 

5  Let  them  who  joyful  hymns  compofe. 
To  cymbals  fet  their  fongs  of  praife  ; 
Cymbals  of  common  ufe,  and  thole 
That  loudly  found  on  folemn  days. 
$  Let  all  that  vital  breath  enjoy, 

The  breath  he  does  to  them  afford, 
In  juft  returns  of  praife  employ  ; 
Let  ev'ry  creature  praife  the  Lord. 

END  of  the  PSALMS. 


GLORIA    PATRI,^, 


COMMON    METRE. 

rO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
The  God  whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  fhall  be  ever  more. 


To  befung  to  any  double  Tune  in  Common  Metre* 

TO  GOD,  our  benefactor,  bring 
The  tribute  of  your  praife  ; 
Too  fmall  for  an  almighty  King  ; 

But  all  that  we  can  raile. 
Glory  to  thee,  blefs'd  Three  in  One, 

The  God  whom  we  adore  ; 
As  was,  and  is,  and  fhall  be  done, 
When  time  fhall  be  no  more. 


LORD,  blefs  thy  people,  who  to  thee 
Do  all  their  fatety  owe  ; 
Feed  thou  thy  flock,  and  raife  them  up, 
When  they  are  fallen  low. 


GLORIA    PATRI^c,  a7j 

DELIGHT  to  bids  thy  people,  Lord, 
Defend  and  fuccour  them  ; 
Do  good  to  Zion,    build  the  walls 
Of  thy  Jerusalem* 


LONG    METRE. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
The  God  whom  earth  and  heav'n  adore, 
Be  glory  as  it  was  of  old, 
Is  now,  and  lhall  be  evermore. 


THY  People  whom  thou  lov'ft,  delight 
To  blefs,  defend  and  fuccour  them  ; 
Do  Good  to  Zion,  Lord,  and  build 
The  walls  of  thy  Jerufalem. 


OH  !  may  thy  church,  thy  turtle  dove, 
Mournful,  yet  chafte,  thy  pity  move  : 
To  birds  of  prey  expofe  her  not, 
Though  poor,  too  dear  to  be  forgot. 


SHORT    METRE, 

TO  God  the  Father,  Son, 
And  ipirit,  glory  be  \ 
As  'twas,  and  is,  and  mall  be  f© 
To  all  eternity. 


LET  Sion  favour  find, 
Of  thy  good  will  affur'd, 
And  thy  own  city  flourifh  long, 
By  lofty  wails  fecur'd, 


276         GLORIA    PATRI,  Sec. 

PARTICULAR    METRE. 

As  Pfalm  37th,   and  laft   part  of  then  $th 
Pfalm  Tune. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
The  God  whom  heavn's  triumphant  hoft, 
And  fufFVing  faints  on  earth  adore, 
Be  glory  as  in  ages  paft, 
As  now  it  is,  and  fo  mail  laft, 
When  time  itfelf  muft  be  no  more. 


As  Pfalm  148. 

TO  God  the  Father,  Son, 
And  fpirit  ever  blels'd, 
Eternal  Three  in  One, 
All  worfhipbe  addrefs'd, 
As  heretofore 
It' was,  is  now, 
And  (hall  be  fo 
For  evermore. 


As  Pfalm  149. 

BY  Angels  in  heav'n 
Of  ev'ry  degree, 
And  faints  upon  earth, 

All  praife  be  addrefs'd 
To  God  in  three  perfons, 

One  God  ever  blels'd  ; 
A6  it  has  been,  now  is, 
And  alwavs  (hall  be. 


HYMNS, 


HYMNS. 


Collected    chiefly  from  Dr.  Watts's 
Hymns. 

J£)gmn  I.    Common  metre. 

Rev.  v.  6,  8,  9,  io,  12. 

1  T>  EHOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 
-D     Amidft  his  Father's  throne  : 
Prepare  new  honours  for  his  name, 

Andfongs  before  unknown. 

2  Let  elders  worfhip  at  his  feet, 

The  church  adcre  around  ; 
With  vials  full  of  odours  fweet, 
And  harps  of  fweeter  found. 

3  Thofe  are  the  pray'rs  of  all  the  faints. 

And  thefe  the  hymns  they  raife  ; 
Jefus  is  kind  to  our  complaints, 
He  loves  to  hear  our  praife. 

4  Now  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  flain, 

Be  endlefs  bleffings  paid  : 
Salvation,  glory,  joy  remain 
Forever  on  thy  head. 

5  Thou  haft  redeem'd  our  fouls  with  blood, 

Haft  fet  the  prisoners  free, 
Haft  made  us  kings  and  priette  to  God, 
And  we  fhall  reign  with  thee. 

6  The  worlds  of  nature  and  of  grace 

Are  put  beneath  thy  pow'r  ; 
Then  fhorten  thefe  delaying  days, 
And  bring  the  promis'd  hour. 
Z 


a;  8  HYMN    II. 

Jljgtnn  II.    Common  metre. 

If  a.  lxv.  i,  2,  &c. 

i  T   ET  ev'ry  mortal  ear  attend, 
-*-*    And  ev'ry  heart  rejoice, 
The  trumpet  of  the  gofpei  founds 
With  an  inviting  voice, 
ft  Ho  I  all  ye  hungry  ftarving  fouls 
That  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  drive  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind  : 

3  Eternal  wildom  has  prepar'd 

A  foul  reviving  feaft, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provifion  tafte. 

4  Ho  !  ye  that  pant  for  living  ftreams, 

And  pine  away  and  die, 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirft 
With  fprings  that  never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 

In  a  rich  ocean  join  ; 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows, 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 

6  Ye  perilhing  and  naked  poor, 

Who  work  with  mighty  pain, 

To  weave  a  garment  of  your  own, 

That  will  not  hide  your  fin  : 

7  Come  naked  and  adorn  your  fouls 

With  robes  prepar'd  by  God, 
Wrought  by  the  labours  of  his  Son, 
And  dy'd  in  his  own  blood. 

8  Dear  Lord  !  the  trcafures  of  thy  love 

Are  everlafling  mines, 
Deep  as  our  helplefs  mis'ries  are, 
And  boundlels  as  our  fins. 


h  y  m  n    III,  IV.  279 

g  The  happy  gates  of  gofpel  grace 
Stand  open  night  and  day  : 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  feek  fupplies, 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 

IDgtUtt  HI.     Common  metre. 

If  a.  xx  vi.  1 5. 

1  TJOW  honourable  is  the  place 
li    Where  we  adoring  (land, 
Sion  the  glory  of  the  earth, 

And  beauty  of  the  land  ! 

2  Bulwarks  of  mighty  grace  defend 

The  city  where  we  dwell  j 
The  walls  of  ftrong  ialvation  mad£9 
Defy  th'  aOaultsof  hell. 

-5  Lift  up  the  everlafting  gates, 
The  doors  wide  open  fling  ; 
Enter  ye  nations  that  obey 
The  ftatutes  of  our  king. 

4  Here  mail  you  tafte  unmingled  joys, 

And  live  in  perfect  peace  : 
You  that  have  known  Jehovah's  name. 
And  ventur'd  on  his  grace  : 

5  Trull  in  the  Lord,  forever  truft, 

And  banifh  all  your  fears: 
Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells, 
Eternal  as  his  years.        N 

^glttn  IV.     Common  metre* 

tfa.  lv.  1,  2,  Zech.xm.  1.  Mic.  vii.  19,  &c. 
j  TN  vain  we  lavifti  out  our  lives, 
A     To  gather  empty  wind  ; 
The  choioeft  blefiings  earth  can  yield 
Will  ftarve  a  hungry  mind.  }} 


alo  HYMN     IV. 

3  Come,  and  the  Lord  fhall  feed  our  fouls 
With  more  fubftantial  meat  ; 
With  iuch  as  faints  in  glory  love, 
With  fuch  as  angels  eat. 

3  Our  God  will  ev'ry  want  fupply, 

And  fill  our  hearts  with  peace  ; 
He  gives  by  cov'nant  and  by  oath 
The  riches  of  his  grace  : 

4  Come,  and  he'll  cleanie  our  fpotted  fouls, 

And  wafh  away  our  (tains, 
In  the  dear  fountain  that  his  Son 
Pour'd  from  his  dying  veins. 

J- Our  guilt  fhall  vanifh  all  away, 
Though  black  as  hell  before  ; 
Our  fins  fhall  fink  beneath  the  fea, 
And  fhall  be  found  no  more  : 

6  And  left  pollution  fhould  o'erfpread 

Our  inward  pow*rs  again, 
His  fpirit  fhall  bedew  our  fouls 
Like  purifying  rain. 

7  Our  heart,  that  flinty  ftubborn  thing, 

That  terrours  cannot  move, 
That  fears  no  threat'ning  of  his  wrath, 
Shall  be  diffolv'd  by  love. 

5  Or  he  can  take  the  flint  away, 

That  would  not  be  refin'd  ; 
And  from  the  treafures  of  his  grace 
Beftow  a  fofter  mind. 

9  There  fhall  his  facred  fpirit  dwell, 
And  deep  engrave  his  law  ; 
And  ev'ry  motion  of  our  fouls 
To  fwift  obedience  draw. 


hymn    V.  3Sr 


jcThus  will  he  pour  falvation  down, 
And  we  mall  render  praife  ; 
We,  the  dear  people  of  his  love, 
And  he.  our  God  of  grace. 


5>gmn  V.    'Short  metre. 

Ifa.  lii.  7,  8,  9,  10.    Matt.  xiii.  16,  17, 

j       TYOW  beaut'ous  are  their  feet 
JLjL  Who  ftand  on  Sion's  hill, 
Who  bring  falvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal  ! 
a      How  charming  is  their  voice, 
Howfweet  the  tidings  are  ! 
*'  Sion  behold  thy  Saviour  King, 
He-  reigns  and  triumphs  here.'* 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears 
That  hear  this  joyful  found  ! 

Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  fought,  but  never  found  ! 

4  How  blefled  are  our  eyes 
That  fee  this  heav'nly  light  ; 

Prophets  and  kings  defir'd  it  long, 
But  dy'd  without  the  fight  ! 

%      The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 
And  tuneful  notes  employ  ! 
Jevufalem  breaks  forth  with  fongs, 
And  deferts  learn  the  joy. 
6      The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 
Through  ail  the  earth  abroad  j 
Let  ev'ry  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 
Z 


282  HYMN     VI,  VII. 

©gltttt  VI.     Common  metre. 

i  Pet.  i.  3,  4,  5. 
1  TVLEST  be  the  everlatting  God, 
-D     The  Father  of  our  Lord  ! 
Be  his  abounding  mercy  prais'd, 
His  majefty  ador'd. 

2  When  from  the  dead  he  rais'd  his  Son, 

And  call'd  him  to  the  fky, 

He  gave  our  fouls  a  lively  hope, 

That  they  fhould  never  die. 

3  What  though  our  inbred  fins  require 

Our  fiefh  to  fee  the  duft, 
Yet  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  rofe, 
So  all  his  foll'wers  muft. 

4  There's  an  inheritance  divine 

Referv'd  againft  that  day  ; 
*  Tis  uncorrupted,  undefil'd, 
And  cannot  wafte  away. 

5  Saints  by  the  pow'rof  God  are  kept, 

'Till  the  ialvation  come  ; 
We  walk  by  faith,  as  Grangers  here, 
'Till  Chrift  (hall  call  us  home. 

^)gmn  VII.    Long  metre. 

Ifa.  xxvi.  8 20. 

N  thine  own  ways,  O  God  of  love, 
We  wait  the  vifits  of  thy  grace  j 
Our  fouls  defire  is  to  thy  name, 

And  the  remembrance  of  thy  face. 
My  thoughts  are  fearching,  Lord,  for  thee 
Amongft  the  flwdes  of  lonefome  night  j 
My  earned  pray'rs  alcend  the  fides, 
Before  the  dawn  reftores  the  light.  fl 


I 


HYMN     VIII.  2fo 

3  Look  how  rebellious  men  deride 

The  tender  patience  of  my  God  ; 
But  they  fhall  fee  thy  lifted  hand, 
And  feel  the  fcourges  of  thy  rod. 

4  Hark  !  the  Eternal  rends  the  fky, 

A  mighty  voice  before  him  goes, 
A  voice  of  mufick  to  his  friends, 
But  threatning  thunder  to  his  foes. 

5  Come,  children,  to  your  Father's  arms, 

Hide  in  the  chambers  of  my  grace, 
'Till  the  fierce  ftorms  be  overblown, 
And  my  revenging  fury  ceafe. 


J]32>Httt  VIII.  Common  metre, 

Ifa.  xl.  27,  28,  29,  30. 

1  T  T  THENCE  do  our  mournful  tho'tsarife, 

**       And  where's  our  courage  fled  ? 
Has  reftlefs  fin  and  and  raging  hell 
Struck  all  our  comforts  dead  ? 

2  Have  we  forgot  th'  almighty  name 

That  form'd  the  earth  and  lea  ? 
And  can  an  all  creating  arm 
Grow  weary  or  decay  ? 

3  Treafures  of  everlaft'mg  might 

In  olir  Jehovah  dwell  ; 
He  gives  the  conquelt  to  the  weak, 
And  treads  their  foes  to  hell. 

4  Mere  mortal  pow'r  fhall  fade  and  die, 

And  youthful  vigour  ceafe, 
But  we  that  wait  upon  the  Lord 
Shall  feel  our  ftrength  increafe,  11 


2S4  HYMN      IX. 

5  The  faints  (hall  mount  on  eagles  wings, 
And'tafle  the  promis'd  blifs, 
'Till  their  unweary'd  feet  arrive 
Where  perfect  pleafure  is. 


jljjntm  IX.      Common  metre. 

Ifa.  xlix.  13,  14,  Sec. 

1   XJOW  frail  my  inward  joy  arife, 
—^      And  burft  into  a  long  ; 
Almighty  love  inspires  my  heart, 
And  pleafure  tunes  my  tongue, 
a  God  on  his  tbirfiy  Sion  hill 

Some  mercy  drops  has  thrown, 
And  folemn  oaths  have  bound  his  love 
To  fhavvYfalvation  down. 


3  Why  do  we  then  indulge  our  fears, 
Sufpicions  ajid  complaints  ; 
Is  he  a  God,  and  ihall  his  grace 
Grow  weary' c£  his  faints  ? 
4.  Cdn  a  kind  woman  e'er  forget 
The  infant  of  her  womb, 
Among  a  thou  fa  nd  tender  thoughts 
Her  fuckling  have- no  room  ? 


5  "  Yet,  faith  the  Lord,  fhould  nature  change, 
And  mothers  monfters  prove, 
Sion  (till  dwells  upon  the  heart 
Of  everlafling  tone. 
5  Deep  on  the  palms  of  both  my  hands 
I  have  engravM  her  name  ; 
My  hands  Ihall  raife  herruin'd  walls 
And  build  her  broken  frame."'  fj 


HYMKX,  XT.  i85 

J^gtlttl  X.  Common  metre. 

jtev.,vii.  13,  &c. 

1  rT,'HESE  glorious  minds   how  bright  they 
JL      Whence  all  their  white  array  ?  (mine, 
How  came  they  to  the  happy  feats 
Of  everlafting  day  ? 
a  From  torturing  pains  to  endlefs  joys 
On  fiery  wheels  they  rode, 
And  ftrangely  wafh'd  their  raiment  white 
In  Jefus*  dying  blood. 

3  Now  they  approach  a  fpotlefs  God, 

And  bow  before  his  throne, 
Their  warbling  harps  and  facreel  fongs 
Adore  the  holy  One. 

4  The  unveiPd  glories  of  his  face 

Amongft  his  faints  refide, 
While  the  rich  treafureof  his  graee, 
Sees  all  their  wants  fupply'd. 

5  Tormenting  thirft  mail  leave  their  fouls 

And  hunger  flee  as  faft  ; 
The  fruit  of  life's  immortal  tree 
Shall  be  their  fweet  repaft. 

6  The  Lamb  fhall  lead  his  heav'nly  flock 

Where  living  fountains  rile, 
And  love  divine  fhall  wipe  away 
The  forrows  of  their  eyes. 

i])gHttt  XL    Common  metre \ 

Rev.  xv.  3,  &c. 

*  <\^7'E  fingthe  glories  of  thy  love, 
V  V      -\Ve  found  thy  dreadful  name  ; 
The  Chriftian  church  unites  the  fongs 
Of  Mofes  and  the  Lamb .  1) 


2Sfi  HYMN     XII. 

2  Great  God,  how  wond'rous  are  thy  work* 

Of  vengeance  and  of  grace  ! 
Thou  King  of  faints,  almighty  Lord, 
How  juft  and  true  thy  ways  ! 

3  Who  dares  refufe  to  fear  thy  name, 

Or  worfhip  at  thy  throne  ? 
Thy  judgments  fpeak  thine  holinefc 
1  hrough  all  the  nations  known. 


$gmn  XII.     Long  Metre. 

John  xvi.  16.  Luke  xxii.  19.  John  xiv.  3. 

1    *+ESUS  is  gone  above  the  flues, 
J     Where  our  weak  fenfes  reach  him  not 
And  carnal  objects  court  our  eyes 
To  thruft  our  Saviour  from  our  thought. 
z  He  knows  what  wand'ring  hearts  we  have, 
Apt  to  forget  his  lovely  face, 
And  to  refreth  our  minds  he  gave 
Thefe  kind  memorials  of  his  grace. 

3  The  Lord  of  life  thiVtable  fpread 

With  his  own  flefh  and  dying  blood  ? 
We  on  the  rich  provifion  feed, 
And  tafte  the  wine  and  blefsour  God. 

4  Let  finful  fweets  be  all  forgot, 

And  earth  grow  lefs  in  our  efteem  ; 
Chrift  and  his  love  fill  ev'ry  thought, 
And  faith  and  hope  be  fix'd  on  him. 

5  While  he  is  ahfent  from  our  fight, 

*Tis  to  prepare  our  foul  a  place, 
That  we  may  dwell  in  heav'nly  light, 
And  live  forever  near  his  face.  H 


HYMN     XIII.  2S7 

$  Our  eyes  look  upwards  to  the  hills, 

Whence  our  returning  Lord  fhal]  come  ; 
W«  wait  thy  chariot's  awful  wheels 
To  fetch  our  longing  fpirits  home. 


^gltlU  XIII.   Common  metre* 

Lukexw.  17,  22,  23. 

t  T  TOW  fweetand  awful  is  the  place 
•Fa    With  Chrift  within  the  doors, 
While  everlafting  love  difplays 
The  choiceft  of  her  ftores  1 

2  Here  ev'ry  bowel  of  our  God 

With  loft  companion  rolls, 
Here  peace  and  pardon  bought  with  blood, 
Js  food  for  dying  iouls, 

3  While  all  our  hearts,  and  all  our  fongs, 

Join  to  admire  the  feaft, 
Each  of  us  cry  with  thankful  tongues, 
"  Lord,  why  war.  I  a  guelt  ? 

4  Why  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 

And  enter  while  there's  room  ; 
When  thoufands  make  a  wretched  choice, 
And  rather  itarve  than  come  r'V 

5  Twas  the  fame  love  that  fpread  the  feaft 

That  fweetlv  fore'd  us  in, 
Elfe  we  had  ftill  refus'd  to  tafte, 

And  perifh'd  in  our  f:n. 
■6  Pity  the  nations,  O  our  God, 

Conftrain  the  earth  to  come  ; 
Send  thy  victorious  word  abroad, 

And  bring  the  ftrangera  home.  | 


1%1  HYMN     XIV,    XV. 

7  We  long  to  fee  thy  churches  full, 
That  all  ths  choien  race, 
May  with  one  voice,  and  heart,  and  foul, 
Sing  thy  redeeming  grace. 

}J)gmn  XIV.     Long  metre. 

Solomon's  Song  i.  <]< 
i  ry,HOU  whom  my  foul  admires  above 
a    All  earthly  joys  and  earthly  love, 
Tell  me  dear  fhepherd,  let  me  know 
Where  doth  thy  iweeteft  paftures  grow  r 
i  Where  is  the  fhadow  of  that  rock, 
That  from  the  ftm  defends  thy  flock  r 
Fain  would  I  feed  among  thy  iheep, 
Among  them  reft,  among  them  keep. 

2  Why  mould  thy  bride  appear  like  one 
That  turns  afide  to  paths  unknown  ? 
My  conftant  feet  would  never  rove, 
Would  never  feek  another  love. 

4  The  footfteps  of  thy  flock  I  fee  ; 
Thy  lweeteft  paftures  here  they  be  ; 

A  wond'rousfcaft  thy  love  prepares,  (tears. 
Bought  with  thy  wounds,  and  groans  and 

5  His  deareft  flefli'-he  makes  my  food, 
And  bids  me  drink  his  richeft  blood  : 
Here  to  thefe  hills  my  foul  will  come, 
'Till  my  beloved  lead  me  home. 

J^gitm  XV.    Long  metre. 

Solomon's  Song  ii.  8,  9,  10,  11,  12,  13. 

1  HP  HE  voice  of  my  beloved  founds 
A    Over  the  recks  andrifing  grounds  ; 
O'er  hills  of  guilt,  and  feas  of  grief, 
He  leaps,  he  flies  to  my  relief.  H 


HYMN     XVI.  2%q 

2  Now  through  the  veil  of  flefh  I  fee 
With  eyes  of  love  he  looks  at  me  ; 
Now  in  the  GofpeFs  cleareft  glafs 
He  fhows  the  beauties  of  his  face. 

3  Gently  he  draws  my  heart  along, 
Both  with  his  beauties  and  his  tongue  : 

"  Rife,"  faith  my  Lord,  "  Make  hafte  away, 
No  mortal  joys  are  worth  thy  ftay. 

4  The  Je<wifb  wintry  ftate  is  gone, 

The  mifts  are  fled,  the  fpring  comes  on  ; 
The  f  acred  turtle  dove  we  hear 
Proclaim  the  new,  the  joyful  year. 

5  "  Th'  immortal  vine  of  heav'nly  root, 
BloToms  and  buds,  and  gives  her  fruit." 
Lo,  we  are  come  to  talte  the  wine  : 

Our  fouls  rejoice  and  blefs  the  vine, 

6  And  when  we  hear  our  Jefus  fay, 
"Rife  up  my  love,  make  hafte  away  !" 
Our  hearts  would  fain  outfly  the  wind, 
And  leave  all  earthly  loves  behind. 


5)J?mnXVI.  Long  metre. 

Solomon' %  Song  iii.  2,  n* 

1  TTVAUGHTERSofS/o*,  come,  behold 
-*— '  The  crown  of  honour  and  of  gold, 
Which  the  glad  church  with  joys  unknown 
Plac'd  on  the  head  of  Solomon. 

2  Jefus,  thou  everlafting  King, 
Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring  : 
Accept  the  well  deferv'd  renown, 
And  wear  our  praifes  as  thy  crown. 

3  Let  ev'ry  aft  of  worfhip  be 

Like  our  efpoufals.  Lord,  to  thee  :  [ 


290  H    Y    M   N     XVII. 

Like  the  dear  hour  when  from  above 
We  firft  received  the  pledge  oflove, 

4  The  gladnefs  of  that  happy  day, 
Our  hearts  would  wifh  it  long  to  ftay  ; 
Nor  let  our  faith  forfake  its  hold, 
Nor  comfort  fink,  nor  love  grow  cold. 

5  Still  may  each  minute  as  it  flies, 
Increafe  thy  praife,  improve  our  joys, 
'Till  we  are  rais'd  to  fing  thy  name 
At  the  great  lupper  of  the  Lamb. 

6  O  that  the  months  would  roll  away, 
And  bring  that  coronation  day  ! 
The  King  of  grace  fhall  fill  the  throne 
With  all  his  Father's  glories  on. 


IjDgmn  XVII.    Long  metre. 

Jfa.  Ivii.  15,  16. 

1  T^HUS  faith  the  high  and  lofty  One, 

-*-     "  I  fit  upon  my  holy  throne  : 
My  name  is  God,  I  dwell  on  high  ; 
Dwell  in  my  own  eternity. 

2  But  I  defcend  to  worlds  below, 
On  earth  I  have  a  manfion  too  ; 
The  humble  fpiritand  contrite 
Is  an  abode  of  my  delight. 

3  "The  humble  foul  my  words  revive, 
I  bid  the  mourning  firmer  live  ; 
Heal  all  the  broken  hearts  I  find, 
And  eafe  the  forrows  of  the  mind. 

4  [When  I  contend  againft  their  fin, 

I  make  them  know  how  vile  they've  been  ; 
But  mould  my  wrath  forever  fmoke, 
Their  fcub  would  link  beneath  my  ftroke."! 


HYMN      XVIIL  29! 

5  O  may  thy  pard'ning  grace  be  nigh, 
Left  we  mould  faint,  defpair  and  die  ! 
Thus  mail  our  better  thoughts  approve 
The  methods  of  thy  chaft'ning  love.] 

Il)]?mn  XVIIL    Long  metre. 

Matt.  v.  3 12. 

1  T>  LEST  are  the  humble  fouls  that  fee 
-*~*  Their  emptinefs  and  poverty  ; 
Treafure-s-oT  grace  to  them  are  giv'n, 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heav'n. 

2  Bleft  ^ire  the  men  of  broken  heart, 
Who  mourn  for  fin  with  inward  fmart ; 
The  blood'of  Chrift  divinely  flows 

A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes. 

3  Bleft  ard  the  meek,  who  ftand  afar 
From  rage  and  paflion,  noife  and  war  ; 
God  will  f ecu re  their  happy  ftate, 
And  plead  their  caufe  againft  the  great. 

4  Bleft  are  the  fouls  that  thirft  for  grace, 
Hunger  and  long  for  righteoufnefs  ; 
They  (hall  be  well  fupply'd  and  fed 
With  living  Itreams  and  living  bread. 

5  Bleft  are  the  men  wbde  bowels  move 
And  melt  with  fympathy  and  love  : 
From  Chrift  the  Lord  they  fhall  obtain 
Like  fympathy  and  love  again  : 

6  Bleft  are  the  pure  whole  hearts  are  clean 
From  the  defiling  pow'rs  of  fin  : 

With  endiefs  pleafure  they  fhall  fee 
A  God  of  fpotlefs  purity. 

•7  Bleft  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 
Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  ftrife  ^  j| 


;9*  HYMN     XIX,     XX. 

They  fliall  be  calPd  the  heirs  of  blifs, 
The  fens  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 
8  Bleft  are  the  fuff'rers  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  frame  for  Jefusx  lake  ; 
Their  fouls  fliall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward. 

JJ>gmn  XIX.    Common  metre, 

2  Tim.  I,  i3. 
i  T'M  notafham'd  to  own  my  Lord, 
-I     Or  to  defend  his  caufe, 
Maintain  the  honour  of  his  word, 
The  glory  of  his  crois. 

2  Jefus,  my  God  1  I  know  his  name, 

His  name  is  all  my  trail ; 
Nor  will  he  put  my  foul  to  fhame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  loft. 

3  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promife  ftands, 

And  he  can  well  fecure 
What  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 
'Till  the  deciiive  hour. 

4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthlefs  name 

Before  his  Father's  face. 
And  in  the  new  yerufalem 
Appoint  my  foul  a  place. 

fpPiHll  XX.    Common  metre. 

i  Cor.  \,  5 8. 

i  HPHERE  is  a  houfe  not  made  with  hands, 
■&-      Eternal  and  on  high, 
And  here  my  fpirit  waiting  ftands 
'Till  God  flull  bid  it  fly. 
2  Shortly  this  prifori  of  my  clay 
Mutt  be  diflblv'd  and  fall  ; 
Then,  O  my  foul,  with  jov  obey 
Thy  heav'nly  Father's  call.  M 


HYMN      XXI.  i93 

3  *Tis  he  by  his  almighty  grace 

That  forms  thee  fit  for  heav'n, 
And  as  an  earneft  of  the  place 
Has  his  own  Ipirit  giv'n. 

4  We  walk  by  faith  of  joys  to  come, 

Faith  lives  upon  his  word  ; 
But  while  the  body  is  our  home 
We're  ablent  from  the  Lord. 

5  Tis  pleafantto  believe  thy  grace 

But  we  had  rather  fee  ; 
We  would  be  ablent  from  the  ficih, 
And  prefent,  Lord,  with  thee. 


}J)gmn  XXI.  Long  metre. 

Matt.  xxii.  37 — -—40. 

y  rT^HUS  faith  the  firft,  the  great  command, 
-*•      "  Let  all  thy  inward  pow'rs  unite 
To  love  thy  Maker,  and  thy  God, 
With  utmolt  vigour  and  delight. 

2  Then  (hall  thy  neighbour  next  in  place 

Share  thine  affections  and  efteera, 
And  let  thy  kindnefs  to  thyle'f 
Meaftire  and  rule  thy  love  to  him." 

3  This  is  the  fenfe  that  Mofes  fpoke, 

This  did  the  prophets  preach  and.  prove  ■ 
For  want  of  this  the  law  is  broke  : 
And  the  whole  law's  fulfill'd  by  love. 

4  But  O  !  how  bale  our  pailions  are  ! 

How  cold  our  charity  and  zeal  ! 
Lord,  fill  our  fouls  with  heav'nly  fire, 
Or  we  (hall  ne'er  perform  thy  will, 
Dd  2 


*H  HYMN      XXII,    XXIII. 

Ipptttn  XXII.  Long  metre,. 

Matt.  xi.  28 30. 

1  "  pOME  hither  all  ye  weary  fouls, 

v-'     Ye  heavy  laden  Tinners  come, 
I'll  give  you  reft  from  all  your  toils, 
And  raife  you  to  my  heav'nly  home. 

2  They  fhall  find  reft  that  learn  of  me  ; 

I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  : 
But  pafiion  rages  like  the  fea, 
And  pride  is  reftlefs  as  the  wind. 

3  "  Blefs'd  is  the  man  whofe  fhoulders  take 

My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight  ; 
My  yoke  is  eafy  to  his  neck, 

My  grace  (hall  make  the  burden  light.'* 

4  Jefus,  we  come,  at  thy  command. 

With  faith  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal, 
Rcfign  our  fpirits  to  thy  hand, 
To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thy  will. 

i'pvmn  XXIII.   Common  metre. 

Luke  i.  68,  &c. 

z  XJCTyV  bleft  be  Z/VY/'s  Lord  and  God, 
xN     Whoie^iercy  at  our  need 
Has  vifited  his  people's  grief, 
And  them  from  bondage  freed  : 

2  And  rais'd  in  faithful  David's  houfe 

Salvation,  which  of  old, 
E'er  fince  the  World  itfelf  began, 
His  prophets  had  foretold. 

3  To  five  us  from  our  fpiteful  foes, 

And  keep  his  oath  in  mind, 
Which  he  (o  Abr* am  heretofore, 
And  to  our  father's  fign'd.  | 


K    Y    M   N      XXIV.  29^ 

4  That  we  from  fear-and  danger  freed, 

His  temple  may  frequent ; 
And  all  our  days,  as  in  his  fight, 
In  holy  life  be  fpent. 

5  And  thou,  O  child,  fhalt  then  be  call'd 

God's  prophet  to  declare 
His  melTage,  and  before  his  face 
His  paflage  to  prepare. 

6  To  give  them  light  who  now  in  fhades 

Of  night  and  death  abide  ; 
And  in  the  way  that  leads  to  peace 
Our  footfteps  fafely  guide. 

fDgmtl  XXIV.  Common  Metre, 

Luke  i.  46,  &c. 

1  l\/f  Y  foul  and  fpirit  fill'd  with  joy, 
IVJ.  ]VXy  God  and  Saviour  praife  ; 
Whole  goodnefs  did  from  poor  eftate 

His  humble  handmaid  raife. 

2  Me  blefi:  of  God,  the  God  ofpow'r, 

All  ages  ihall  confefs, 
Whole  name  is  holy,  and  whofe  love 
His  faints  mail  ever  blei's. 

3  The  proud,  and  all  their  vain  deiigns^ 

He  quickly  did  confound  : 
Ee-caft  the  mighty  from  their  feat, 
The.  meek  and  humble  crown'd. 

4  The  hungry  with  good  things  are  fill'd. 

The  rich  with  hunger  pin'd  : 
He  lent  his  fervant  Ifrel  help, 
And  call'd  his  love  to  mind  ; 

Which  to  our  fathers  heretofore, 

By  oath  he  did  enfure  ; 
To  Air-am  and  his  chofen  feed, 

Forever  to  endure.  I 


29$  HYMN      XXV,   XXVI. 

J£)£ttin  XXV.    Common  metre. 

Luke  ii.  29. 

1  T   ORD,  let  thy  fervant  now  depart 
-**-'    Into  thy  promis'd  reft, 

Since  my  expecling  eyes  have  been 
With  thy  falvation  bleft  : 

2  Which,  'till  this  time,  thy  favour' d  faints 

And  prophets,  only  knew,        %, 
Long  fince  prepar'd,  but  now  fet  forth 
In  all  the  people's  view. 

3  A  light  to  (hew  the  heathen  world 

The  way  to  faving  grace  : 
But  O  !  the  light  and  glory  both 
Of  ///V/'s  chofen  race. 

l])gntrt  XXVI.     Common  metre. 

Luke  ii.  8 15. 

1  TT7HILE  fhepherds  watch'd  their  flocks 
VV  by  night, 

All  feated  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  (hone  around. 
a  "  Fear  not,  faid  he,  for  mighty  dread 
Had  (eiz'd  their  troubled  mind  : 
Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  you  and  all  mankind. 

3  "  To  you  in  David's  town,  this  day 
Is  born  of  Da<v'uV$  line, 
The  Saviour,  who  isChriit  the  Lord  ; 
And  this  (hall  be  the  fijgn  j  ]) 


HYMN      XXVII. 

4  The  heav'nly  babe  you  there  ihall  find 

To  human  view  difplay'd, 
All  meanly  wrapt  in  fwathing  bands, 
And  in  a*  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  fpake  the  feraph,  and  forthwith 

Appear'd  a  mining  throng 
Of  angels  praifing  God,  and  thus 
Addrefs'd  their  joyful  long  : 

6  "  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high  j 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace  ; 
Good  will  henceforth  from  heav'n  to  men 
Begin  and  never  ceafe." 


ijDgtttn  XXVII.  Common  metre. 

i  Cor.  v.  7.     Rom.  vi.  9,  &c. 

2   Q INCE  Chrift  our  paflbver  is  flain 
•^    A  facrifice  for  all  ; 
Let  all  with  thankful  hearts  agree 
To  keep  the  feftival  : 

2  Not  with  the  leaven,  as  of  old, 

Of  fin  and  malice  fed  ; 
But  withunfeign'd  fincerity, 
And  truth's  unleaven'd  bread, 

3  Chrift  being  rais7d  by  pow'r  divine, 

And  refcu'd  from  the  grave, 
Shall  die  no  more,  death  mall  on  him 
No  more  dominion  have  ; 

4  For  that  he  dy'd,  'twas  for  our  fins 

He  once  vouchfaf'd  to  die, 
But  that  he  lives,  he  lives  to  Qod, 
For  all  eternity. 


397 


a9S  HYMN     XXVIII. 

5  So  count  yourfelves  as  dead  to  fin, 
But  gracioufly  reftor'd, 
And  made  henceforth  alive  to  God, 
Through  Jejus  Chrift  our  LoYd. 


|J)gmn  XXVIIL  Common  metre. 

i  /~\  GOD,  we  praife  thee,  and  confefs 
^-J    That  thou  the  only  Lord, 
And  everlafting  Father  art, 
By  all  the  earth  ador'd. 

2  To  thee  all  angels  cry  aloud, 

To  thee  the  pow'rs  on  high, 
Both  cherubim  and  feraphim, 
Continually  do  cry  j 

3  O  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Whomheav'nly  hofts  obey  ; 
The  world  is  with  the  glory  fill'd 
Ofthymajeftickfway. 

4  Th'  apoftles  glorious  company. 

And  prophets  crown'd  with  light, 
With  all  the  martyrs  noble  ho(t, 
Thy  conftant  praife  recite. 

Thy  holy  church  throughout  the  world, 

O  Lord,  confeflTes  thee, 
That  thou,  eternal  Father  art 

Ofboundlefs  majelty  : 

6  Thy  honour'd,  true  and  only  Son, 

And  Holy  Ghoft  the  fpring 
Of  never  ceafing  joy,  O  Chrift, 
Of  glory  thou  art  King. 

7  The  Father's  everlafting  Son, 

Thou  from  on  high  didft  come 


HYMN     XXIX.  299 

To  fave  mankind,  and  didft  not  then 
Difdain  the  virgin's  womb. 

8  And  having  overcome  the  fling 

Of  death,  thou  open'ft  wide 
The  gates  of  heav'n  to  all,  who  firm 
In  thy  belief  abide. 

PART      II. 

9  Crown'd  with  the  Father's  glory  thou 

At  God's  right  hand  doft  fit ; 
Whence  thou  fhalt  come  to  be  our  Judge, 
To  fentence  or  acquit. 

10  O  therefore  fave  thy  fervants,  Lord, 

Whofe  fouls  fo  dearly  cofl ; 

Nor  let  the  purchafe  of  thy  blood, 

Thy  precious  blood,  be  loft. 

11  We  magnify  thee  day  by  day  ; 

And  ever  worfhip  thee, 
Vouchfafe  to  keep  us,  Lord,  this  day 
From  fin  and  danger  free. 

1 2  Have  mercy,  mercy,  onus,  Lord  I 

To  us  thy  grace  extend, 

According  as  for  mercy  we 

On  thee  alone  depend. 

13  In  thee  I  have  repos'd  my  truft, 

And  ever  fhall  do  fo  : 
Preferve  me  then  from  ruin  here, 
And  from  eternal  woe. 


J^gntU  XXIX.  Common  metre. 

Rev.  iv.  11.  and  v.  9.   &c. 
1  nTHOU  God,  all  glory,  honour,  pov.'r 
•*■      Art  worthy  to  receive  j  II 


300  HYMN     XXX. 

Since  all  things  by  thy  pow'r  were  made, 

And  by  thy  bounty  live. 
t  And  worthy  is  the  Lamb,  all  pow'r, 

Honour  and  wealth  to  gain, 
Glory  and  ftrength,  who  for  our  fins 

A  facrifice  was  (lain. 

3  All  worthy  thou  who  haft  redeem'd, 

And  ranfom'd  us  to  God, 
From  ev'ry  nation,  ev'ry  coaft, 
By  thy  moft  precious  blood. 

4  BlefTings  and  honour,  glory>  pow'r, 

By  all  in  earth  and  heav'n, 
To  him  that  fits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  the  L  amb,  be  giv'n. 


J]5gmtt    XXX.  Common  metre. 

Rev.  xix.  5,  &c. 

i    A  Lk  ye  who  faithful  fervants  are 
A    Of  our  almighty  King, 
Both  high  and  low,  and  fmall  and  great 
His  praife  devoutly  fing. 

2  Let  us  rejoice  and  render  thanks 

To  his  moft  holy  name  ; 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  for  now  is  come 
The  marriage  of  the  Lamb. 

3  His  bride  herfelf  has  ready  made, 

How  pure  and  white  her  drefs  t 
Which  is  the  faints  integrity 
And  fpotlefs  holinefs. 

4  O  therefore  bleft  is  ev'ry  one, 

Who  to  the  marriage  feaft, 

And  holy  flipper  of  the  Lamb 

Is  call'd  a  welcome  gucft. 


hymn     XXXI,  XXXII.         3or 

J^JUin  XXXI.    Common  metre. 

Matt,  vi.  9.  &c. 
2  ^\UR  Father  who  in  heaven  art, 
vJ'    All  hallowed  be  thy  name  ; 
Thy  kingdom  come  ;  thy  will  be  done, 
Throughout  this  earthly  frame. 

2  As  cheerfully  as  'tis  by  thofe 

Who  dwell  with  thee  on  high  ; 
Lord,  let  thy  bounty,  day  by  day 
Our  daily  food  fupply  : 

3  As  we  forgive  our  enemies, 

Thy  pardon,  Lord,  we  crave  ; 
Into  temptation  lead  us  not, 
But  us  from  evil  fave. 

4  For  kingdom,  pow'r,  and  glory  all 

Eelong,  O  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
Thine  from  eternity  they  were, 
And  thine  fhali  ever  be. 


JDgitm  XXXII.    Common  metre. 

1  Cor.  xv.  20,  21.    Colof.  iii.  r. 

1  f~^  HRIST  from  the  dead  is  rais'd  and  made 
^     The  firft  fruits  of  the  tomb  ; 

For,  as  by  man  came  death,  by  man 
Did  refurrection  come. 

2  For,  as  in  Adarn  all  mankind 

Did  guilt  and  death  derive  ; 
So,  by  the  righteoufnefs  of  Chrifr, 
Shall  all  be  made  alive. 

3  If  then  ye  rifen  are  with  Chnft, 

Seek  only  how  to  get 
The  things  that  are  above,  where  Chrift 
At  God's  riglVt  hand  ]%.  fet. 
E  e 


302  HYMN     XXXIIL 

5)gmtt  XXXIII.    Common  metre. 

Another  verfion  of  Luke  ii.  8,  &c. 

i  "  QHEPHERDS,  rejoice,  lift  up  your  eyes, 
&    And  fend  your  fears  away  : 
News  from  the  region  of  tbe  fkies, 
Salvation's  born  to  day. 

2  ye/us,  the  God  whom  angels  fear, 

Comes  down  to  dwell  with  you  : 
Today  he  makes  his  entrance  here, 
But  not  as  monarchs  do. 

3  "  No  gold,  nor  purple  fwaddling bands, 

Nor  royal  mining  things  ; 
A  manger  for  his  cradle  ftands, 
And  holds  the  King  of  kings. 

4  Go,  fhepherds,  where  the  infant  lies, 

And  fee  his  humble  throne  ; 

With  tears  of  joy  in  all  your  eyes, 

Go,  fhepherds,  kifs  the  Sen." 

5  Thus  Gabriel  fang,  and  ftrait  around 

The  heav'nly  armies  throng, 
They  tune  their  harps  to  lofty  found* 
And  thus  conclude  their  fong  : 

6  "  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 

Let  peace  furround  the  earth  ; 
Mortals  fhall  know  their  Maker's  love, 
At  their  Redeemer's  birth." 

7  Lord,  and  fhall  angels  have  their  fongs, 

And  men  no  tunes  to  raife  ? 
O  may  we  Iofe  thefe  ufelefs  tongues 
When  they  forget  to  praife  ! 

8  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 

That  pity'd  us  forlorn, 
We  join  to  fing  our  Maker's  love, 
For  there's  a  Saviour  born.  1, 


HYMN        XXXIV.  303 

^gmtt  XXXIV.    Common  metre. 

Ecc.  xii.  i,  &c. 
i  /CHILDREN,  to  your  Creator,  God, 
V-^     Your  early  honours  pay, 
While  vanity  and  youthful  blood 
Would  tempt  your  thoughts  affray, 
s  The  memory  of  his  mighty  name, 
Deinands  your  firft  regard  ; 
Nor  dare  indulge  a  meaner  flame, 
'Till  you  have  lov'd  the  Lord. 

3  Be  wife,  and  make  his  favour  lure 

Before  the  mournful  days, 
When  youth  and  mirth  are  known  no  more, 
And  life  and  flrength  decays. 

4  No  more  the  bleffings  of  a  feaft 

Shall  relim  on  the  tongue, 
The  heavy  ear  forgets  the  tafte 
And  pleafure  of  a  f  ong. 

5  Old  age,  with  all  her  difmal  train, 

Invades  your  golden  years 
With,  fighs,  and  groans,  and  raging  pain, 
And  death  that  never  fpares. 

6  What  will  you  do  when  light  departs, 

And  leaves  your  withering  eyes, 
Without  one  beam  to  cheer  your  hearts, 
From  the  fuperiour  ikies  ? 

7  How  will  you  meet  God's  frowning  brow, 

Or  ftand  before  his  feat, 
While  nature's  old  fupporters  bow, 

Nor  bear  their  tott'ring  weight  ? 
S  Can  you  expect  your  feeble  arms 

Shall  make  a  ftrong  defence, 
When  death,  with  terrible  alarms. 

Summons  the  pris'ner  hence  >  jj 


304  h  y  m  x    XXXV, 

9  The  filver  bands  of  nature  burft, 

And  let  the  building  fall  ; 
The  flefli  goes  down  to  mix  with  duft, 
Its  vile  original. 

10  Laden  with  guilt,  a  heavy  load, 

Uncleans'd  and  unforgiv'n, 
The  foul  returns  t'  an  angry  God, 
To  be  fhut  out  from  heav'n. 


J^gmn  XXXV.  Common  metre. 

Jobl.    21. 

i  VTAKED  as  from  the  earth  we  came, 
-lN      And  crept  to  life  at  firfc, 
We  to  the  earth  return  again, 
And  mingle  with  our  duft. 

2  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 

And  fondly  call  our  own, 
Are  but  fhort  favours  borrow'd  now, 
To  be  repay'd  anon. 

3  'Tis  God  that  lifts  our  comforts  high, 

Or  finks  them  in  the  grave, 
He  gives,  and  bleffed  be  his  name, 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

4  Peace,  all  our  angry  paflions  then, 

Let  each  rebellious  figh, 

Be  filent  at  his  fov'reign  will, 

And  ev'ry  murmur  die. 

5  If  fmiling  mercy  crown  our  lives, 

Its  praifes  (hall  be  fpread, 
And  we'll  adore  the  juftice  too 
That  ftrikes  our  comforts  dead. 


hymn    XXXVI,  XXXVII.        305 
ijjgmn  XXXVI.    Long  metre. 

Rom.  viii.  33.  &c. 
x  T  TTHO  fhall  the  Lord's  elect,  condemn  > 
VV      '  Tis  God  that  juftifies  their  fouls, 
And  mercy  like  a  mighty  ftream, 
O'er  all  their  fins  divinely  rolls. 

2  Who  fhall  adjudge  the  faints  to  hell  ? 

'Tis  Chrift  that  fuff'er'd  in  their  ftead, 
And  their  falvation  to  fulfil, 
Behold  him  riling  from  the  dead. 

3  He  lives  !  he  lives  !  and  fits  above, 

Forever  interceding  there  ; 
Who  fhall  divide  us  from  his  love, 
Or  what  fhall  tempt  us  to  defpair  ? 

4  Shall  perfecution,  or  diflrefs, 
Famine,  or  fvvord,  or  naked  nefs  ? 

He  that  hath  lov'd  us  bears  us  through, 
And  makes  us  more  than  conqu'rors  too. 

5  Faith  has  an  evercomingpow'r, 
It  triumphs  in  the  dying  hour  ; 
Chrift  is  our  life,  our  joy,  our  hope, 
Nor  can  v/e  fink  with  fuch  a  prop. 

6  Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do, 
Nor  pow'rs  on  high,  nor  pow'rs  below, 
Shall  caufe  his  mercv  to  remove, 

Or  wean  our  hearts  from  Chrift  our  love. 

Ogtttn  XXXVII.    Long  metre. 

Pfalm  xlix.  6,  9.     Ecc.  viii.  8.     Job  iii.  14,  15, 
1  jN  vain  the  wealthy  mortals  toil, 
J.     And  heap  their  mining  duft  in  vain, 
Look  down  and  fcorn  the  humble  poor, 
And  boaft  their  lofrv  hills  cf  gain.  [) 


3o5  hymn    xxxvrir. 

2  Their  golden  cordials  cannot  eafe 

Their  pained  hearts  or  aching  heads, 
Nor  fright  nor  bribe  approaching  de3th 
From  glitt'ring  roofs  and  downy  beds. 

3  The  lingering,  the  unwilling  ioul 

The  difmal  fnmmons  mult  obey, 
And  bid  a  long,  a  fad  farewell 
To  the  pale  lump  of  lifelefs  clay; 

4  Thence  they  are  huddled  to  the  grave, 

Where  kings  and  flaves  have  equal  thrones, 
Their  bones  without  diftinction  lie 
Amongft  the  heap  of  meaner  bones. 


J£$mn  XXXVIII.  Long  metre. 

Re-o.  v.  6,  7,  8,  9. 

j     A  LL  mortal  vanities  be  gone, 
-**■    Nor  tempt  my  eyes  nor  tire  my  ears  ; 
Behold  amidft  th'  eternal  throne 
A  vifion  of  the  Lamb  appears. 

2  Glory  his  fleecy  robe  adorns, 

Mark'd  with  the  bloody  death  he  bore  } 
Sev'n  are  his  eyes,  and  iev'n  his  horns, 
To  fpeak  his  wiidom  and  his  pow'r. 

3  Lo  !  lie  receives  a  fealed  book 

From  him  that  fits  upon  the  throne  j 
Jcfus,  my  Lord,  prevails  to  look 
On  dark  decrees,  and  things  unknown. 

4  All  the  afTembling  faints  around 

Fall  worshipping  before  the  Lamb, 
And  in  new  fongs  of  goipel  found 
Addrefs  their  honours  to  his  name. 

5  The  joy,  the  fliout,  the  harmony 

Flies  o'er  the  everlafting  hills.,  fl 


HYMN     XXXIX.  307 

"  Worthy  art  thou  alone,"  they  cry, 
"  To  read  the  book,  to  ioofe  the  feals." 

6  Our  voices  join  the  heav'nly  ftrain, 

And  with  transporting  pleafure  ting, 
"  Worthy  the  Lamb,,  that  once  was  flain, 
To  be  our  teacher  and  our  King." 

7  His  words  of  prophecy  reveal 

Eternal  counfels,  deep  defigns  ; 
His  grace  and  vengeance  fhall  fulfil 

The  peaceful  and  the  dreadful  lines. 
S  Thou  haft  redeemed  our  fouls  from  hell 

With  thine  invaluable  blood  ; 
And  wretches  that  did  once  rebel, 

Are  now  made  fav'rites  of  their  God, 

9  Worthy  forever  is  the  Lord, 

That  dy'd  for  treafon  not  his  own, 
By  ev'ry  tongue  to  be  ador'd, 
And  dwell  upon  his  Father's  throne. 


P$mn  XXXIX,    Common  metre, 

2  Tim.  iv.  6,  7,  8,  18. 
?  "PVEATH  may  diflfblve  my  body  now, 
•U    And  bear  my  fpirit  home  ; 
Why  do  my  minutes  move  fo  flow,. 
Nor  my  falvation  come  ? 
a  With  heav'nly  weapons  I  have  fought 
The  battles  of  the  Lord, 
Finifh'd  my  courfe,  and  kept  the  faith, 
And  wait  the  fure  reward. 

3  God  has  laid  up  in  heav'n  for  me 
A  crown  which  cannot  fade  ; 
The  righteous  Judge  at  that  great  day 
Shall  place  it  on  my  head,  Si 


3oS  HYMN     XL. 

4  Nor  hath  the  King  of  grace  decreed 

This  prize  for  me  alone  ; 
Bat  all  that  love,  and  long  to  fee 
Th'  appearance  of  his  Son. 

5  Jefas,  the  Lord,  mail  guard  me  fafe 

From  ev'ry  ill  delign  ; 
And  to  his  heav'nly  kingdom  keep 
This  feeble  foul  of  mine. 

6  God  is  my  everlafting  aid, 

And  hell  lhall  rage  in  va:n  ; 
To  him  be  higheft  glory  paid, 
And  endlefs  praiie.   Amen. 

}]3grnH  XL.    Common  metre. 

If  a.  lxiii.  i,  2,  3,  Sec. 
i  TX7HAT  mighty  man,  or  mighty  God, 
VV      Comes  travelling  in  ftate, 
Along  the  Idumean  road 
Away  from  Bozrah\  gate  ! 

2  The  glory  of  his  robes  proclaim 

*Tis  fome  victorious  king  i 
"  'Tis  I  the  juft,  th'  almighty  One 
That  your  falvation  bring." 

3  Why,  mighty  Lord,  thy  faints  enquire, 

Why  thine  apparel  red  ? 
And  all  thy  veihire  ftain'd  like  thofe 
Who  in  the  wine  prefs  tread  ? 

4  "  I  by  myfelf  have  trode  the  prefs, 

And  crufh'd  my  foes  alone, 
My  wrath  has  (truck  the  rebels  dead, 
My  fury  ftamp'd  them  down. 

5  "  'Tis  EJom's  blood  that  dyes  my  robes 

With  joyful  fcarlet  ftains, 


HYMN     XLI.  309 

The  triumph  that  my  raiment  wears 
Sprung  from  their  bleeding  veins. 

Thus  mall  the  nations  be  deftroy'd 
That  dare  infult  my  faints, 

I  have  an  arm  t'  avenge  their  wrongs, 
An  ear  for  their  complaints." 


J]3gHttt  XLI.  Common  metre. 

Nahum.  i.  r,  2,  3,  &c. 

1  A  DORE  and  tremble,  for  our  God 
-£*•    Is  a  confuming  fire, 

His  jealous  eyes  his  wrath  inflame, 
And  raife  his  vengeance  higher. 

2  Almighty  vengeance  how  it  burns  ! 

How  bright  his  fury  glows  ! 
Vaft  magazines  of  plagues  and  ftorms 
Lie  treafur'd  for  his  foes. 

3  Thofe  heaps  of  wrath  by  flow  degrees 

Are  forc'd  into  a  flame, 
But  kindled,  oh  !  how  fierce  they  blaze  ! 
And  rend  all  nature's  frame, 

4  At  his  approach  the  mountains  fly, 

And  feek  a  wat'ry  grave  ; 
The  frighted  fea  makes  hafle  away, 
And  fhrinks  up  ev'ry  wave. 

5  Through  the  wide  air  the  weighty  rocks, 

Are  fwift  as  hailftones  hurl'd  : 
Who  dares  engage  his  fiery  rage, 
That  (hakes  the  folid  world  ? 

6  Yet,  mighty  God,  thy  fov 'reign  grace, 

Sits  regent  on  the  throne, 
The  refuge  of  thy  cholen  race 
When  wrath  comes  rufhing  down. 


310  HYMN     XLII,  X-LIII. 

7  Thy  hand  (hall  on  rebellious  kings 
A  fiery  tempeft  pour, 
While  we  beneath  thy  fhelt'ring  wings 
Thy  juft  revenge  adore. 

l£)gmn  XLII.    Long  metre. 

I/a.  xl.  28,  29,  30,  3r. 

1  A  WAKE  our  fouls,  away  our  fears, 
-**■    Let  ev'ry  trembling  thought  be  gone  1 
Awake,  and  run  the  heav'nly  race, 

And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  True,  'tis  a  (trait  and  thorny  road, 

And  mortal  fpirits  tire  and  faint, 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God 
That  feeds  the  ftrength  of  ev'ry  faint. 

3  The  mighty  God,  whofe  matchlefs  pow'rv 

Is  ever  new  and  ever  young, 
And  firm  endures  while  endlefs  years 
Their  everlafting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  fpring, 

Our  fouls  (hall  drink  a  frefh  fupply, 

While  fuch  as  trufl  their  native  ftrength 

Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 

We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode, 

On  wings  of  love  our  fouls  fhall  fly, 

Nor  tire  amidfl  the  heav'nly  road. 

I£)]?mn  XLIIL    Short  metre. 

Jude  24,     25. 
1      r  I  10  God  the  only  wife, 

-*-  Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Let  all  the  faints  below  the  fkies 
Their  humble  praifes  bring,  |] 


HYMN      XLIV.  311 

a      'Tis  his  almighty  love, 
His  counfel  and  his  care, 
Prelerves  us  fafe  from  fin  and  death, 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  fnare. 

3  He  will  prefent  cur  fouls 
UnblemiuYd  and  complete, 

Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chofen  feed 
Shall  meet  around  the  throne, 

Shall  blefs  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 
And  make  his  wonders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer,  God, 
Wildom  and  pow'r  belongs, 

Immortal  crowns  of  majefty, 
And  everlafting  fongs. 

i£)gmn  XLIV.     Long  Metre. 

Re<v.  xii.  7. 

1  T   ET  mortal  tongues  attempt  to  fing 

■*—*   The  wars  of  heav'n,  when  Michael  flood 
Chief  general  of  th'  eternal  King, 
And  fought  the  battles  of  our  God. 

2  Againft  the  dragon  and  his  hoft 

The  armies  of  the  Lord  prevail  ; 
In  vain  they  rage,  in  vain  they  boaft, 
Their  courage  (inks,  their  weapons  fail. 

3  Down  to  the  earth  was  Satan  thrown, 

Down  to  the  earth  his  legions  fell  ; 
Then  was  the  trump  of  triumph  blown, 
And  mook  the  dreadful  deeps  of  hell. 

4  Nov.'  is  the  hour  of  darknefs  pan1, 

Chriit  hss  affum'd  his  reigning  pow'r  :     ij 


3T2  HYMN     XLV. 

Behold  the  great  accufer  caft 
Down  from  the.fkies,  to  rife  no  more. 

5  'Twas  by  thy  blood,  immortal  Lamb, 

Thine  armies  trode  the  tempter  down  ; 
'Twas  by  thy  word  and  pow'rful  name 
They  gain'd  the  battle  and  renown. 

6  Rejoice  ye  heav'ns  ;  let  ev'ry  ftar 

Shine  with  new  glories  round  the  fky  ; 
Saints,  while  ye  fing  the  heav'nly  war, 
Raife  your  Deliv'rer's  name  on  high. 

fpgmn  XLV.     Long  metre. 

Rev.  i.  5,  6,  7. 
%  "VTOW  to  the  Lord,  that  makes  us  know 
IN     The  wonders  of  his  dying  love, 
Be  humble  honours  paid  below, 
And  (trains  of  nobler  praife  above. 

2  'Twas  he  that  cleans'd  our  fouleft  fins, 

And  wafh'd  us  in  his  richeft  blood  : 

'Tis  he  that  makes  us  priefts  and  kings, 

And  brings  us  rebels  near  to  God. 

3  To  Jefus  our  atoning  Prieft, 

To  jcfus  our  fuperiour  King, 
Be  everlafting  power  confefl, 
And  ev'ry  tongue  his  glory  fing. 

4  Behold  on  flying  clouds  he  comes, 

And  ev'ry  eye  fhall  fee  him  move  ; 
Though  with  our  fins  we  pierc'd  him  once, 
Then  he  difplay'd  his  pard'ning  love. 

5  The  unbelieving  world  fhall  wail 

While  we  rejoice  to  fee  the  day  ; 
Come  Lord,  nor  let  thy  promife  fail, 
Nor  let  thy  chariots  long  delay.  i 


hymn    XLVI,   XLVII.  3rS 

^gmn  XLVL     Common  metre. 

Re^v.  v.  2,  12,  13. 

COME  let  us  join  our  cheerful  fongs 
With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 
Ten  thoufand  thoufand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all-  their  joys  are  one. 
1  "  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  dy'd,"  they  cry, 
"  To  be  exalted  thus  !" 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  lips  reply, 
For  he  was  flain  for  us. 

;  Jefus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honour  and  pow'r  divine  ; 
And  bleflings  more  than  we  can  give. 

Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 
Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  Iky, 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  feas, 
Confpire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 

And  fpeak  thine  endlefs  praife. 

The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  bids  the  facred  name, 
Of  him  that  fits  upon  the  throne, 

And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

1 , — .„.         —   ~ 

JDgmti  XLVII.  '"'  Short  metre. 

1  John  iii.  1,  &c.     Gal.  iv.  6. 

BEHOLD  what  wond'rous  grace 
The  Father  has  beftow'd 
On  finners  of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them  fons  of  God  I 
'Tis  no  furprifing  thing, 
That  we  mould  be  unknown  ; 
The  JeiDi/b  world  knew  not  their  King, 
God's  everlafting  Son  : 

Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 
How  great  we  mult  be  made  ;  {I 

Ff 


3i4  H   if  m  n    XLVIIL 

But  when  wc  fee  our  Saviour  here", 
We  fhall  be  like  our  head, 
4      A  hope  fo  much  divine 
May  trials  well  endure, 
May  purge  our  fouls  from  fenfe  and  fint 
As  Chrift  the  Lord  is  pure. 

3      If  in  my  Father's  love 
I  (hare  a  filial  part, 
Send  down  thy  Spirit  like  a  dove, 
To  reft  upon  my  heart. 
6      We  would  no  longer  lie 

Like  flaves  beneath  the  throne  : 
Our  faith  fhall  abba  Father  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own.' 

ipgmtt  XLVIII.     Long  metre. 

Sol.  Song  viii.  5,  6,  7,  13,  14. 

1  [\X7"^°  is  this  fair  one  in  diftrefs, 

t  V  That  travels  from  the  wildernefs  : 
And  prefs'd  with  forrows  and  with  fins, 
On  her  beloved  Lord  fhe  leans. 

2  This  is  the  fpoufe  of  Chrift  our  God, 
Bought  with  the  treafures  of  his  blood, 
And  her  requeft  and  her  complaint, 

Is  but  the  voice  of  every  faint.] 

3  "  O  let  my  name  engraven  ftand, 
Both  on  thy  heart  and  on  thy  hand : 
Seal  me  upon  thine  arm,  and  wear 
That  pledge  of  love  forever  there. 

4  Stronger  than  death  thy  love  is  known, 
Which  floods  of  wrath  could  never  drown  j 
And  hell  and  earth  in  vain  combine 

To  quench  a  fire  fo  much  divine. 

5  "  But  I  am  jealous  of  my  heart, 
Left  it  .fhould  once  from  thee  depart  \ 


HYMN     XLIX.  315 

Then  let  thy  name  be  well  imprefs'd, 
As  a  fair  fignet  on  my  breaft. 
6  'Till  thou  haft  brought  me  to  thy  home, 
Where  fears  and  doubts  can  never  come, 
Thy  count' nance  let  me  often  fee, 
And  often  thou  malt  hear  from  me, 

*}  "  Come,  my  beloved,  hafte  away, 
Cut  fhort  the  hours  of  thy  delay, 
Fly  like  a  youthful  hart  or  roe 
Over  the  hills  where  fpices  grow." 


iJ)glttU  XLIX.     Long  metre. 

Job  iv.  ff —21. 

1   Q HALL  the  vile  race  of  flefh  and  blood 
O  Contend  with  their  Creator,  God  ? 
Shall  mortal  worms  prefume  to  be 
More  holy,  wife,  or  juft  than  he  ? 

2.  Behold  he  puts  his  truft  in  none 
Of  all  the  fpirits  round  his  throne  ; 
Their  natures  when  compar'd  with  his. 
Are  neither  holy  jtift  nor  wife. 

3  But  how  much  meaner  things  are  they 
Who  fpring  from  duft,  and  dwell  in  clay  ? 
Touch'd  by  the  finger  of  thy  wrath, 

We  faint  and  vanifn  like  the  moth. 

4  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
We  die  by  thoufands  in  thy  fight  j 
Bury'd  in  duft  whole  nations  lie 
Like  a  forgotten  vanity. 

5  Almighty  powV,  to  thee  we  bow  ; 
How  frail  are  we  !  how  glorious  thou  ! 
No  more  the  fons  of  earth  (hall  dar$ 
With  an  eternal  God  compare. 


316  HYMN     L,  LI. 

jjjglfln  L.     Long  metre, 

Ecc.  ix.  4,  5,  6,  ro. 

1  T   IFE  is  the  time  to  fervc  the  Lord, 
•*-'  The  time  t"  enfure  the  great  reward, 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
The  vileft  finner  may  return. 

2  [Life  is  the  hour  that  God  has  giv'n, 
To  'fcape  from  hell,  and  fly  to  heav'n  ; 
The  day  of  grace,  and  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blefiings  of  the  day.] 

3  The  living  know  that  they  mud  die, 
But  all  the  dead  forgotten  lie  ; 
Their  mem'ry  and  their  fenfe  is  gone, 
Alike  unknowing  and  unknown. 

4  [Their  hatred  and  their  love  is  loft, 
Their  envy  bury'd  in  the  duft  ; 
They  have  no  fhare  in  all  that's  done 
Beneath  the  circur^of  the  fun.] 

5  Then  what  my  thoughts  defign  to  do, 
My  hands,  with  all  your  might  purfue, 
Since  no  device,  nor  work  is  found, 
Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 

6  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  pals'd 
In  the  cold  grave,  to  which  we  hafte  ; 
But  darknefs,  death,  and  long  delpair 
Reign  in  eternal  filence  there. 

Jl)pntn  LI.     Common  metre. 

Rom.  i'ri.  19 22. 

1  T  TAIN  are  the  hopes  the  fons  of  men 
V      On  their  own  works  have  built ; 
Their  hearts  by  nature  all  unclean, 
And  all  their  aft'ions  guilt, 
a  Let  Jeixj  and  Gentile  ftop  their  mouths 
Without  a  murm'ring  word, 


H    Y   M   N      LII,   LUI. 

And  the  whole  race  of  Adam  ftand 
Guilty  before  the  Lord. 

3  In  vain  we  afk  God's  righteous  law 

To  juftify  us  now, 
Since  to  convince,  and  to  condemn, 
Is  all  the  law  can  do. 

4  JefaSi  how  glorious  is  thy  grace, 

When  in  thy  name  we  truft  ! 
Our  faith  receives  a  righteoufnefs 
That  makes  the  (inner  juft. 


OT 


2N( 


fpgmn  LII.     Long  metre. 

John  iii.  j6,  17,  18. 
rOT  to  condemn  the  fons  of  men, 
Did  Chrift  the  fon  of  God  appear 
No  weapons  in  his  hands  are  feen, 
No  flaming  fwopd,  nor  thunder  there, 

2  Such  was  the  pity  of  our  God, 

He  lov'd  the  race  of  man  fo  well, 
He  lent  his  Son  to  bear  our  load 
Of  fins,  and  fave  our  fouls  from  hell, 

3  Sinners  believe  the  Saviour's  word, 

Truft  in  his  mighty  name,  and  live  j 
A  thoufand  joys  his  lips  afford, 
His  hands  a  thoufand  bleflings  give. 

4  But  vengeance  and  damnation' lies 

On  rebels  who  refufe  the  grace  ; 
Who  God's  eternal  fon  defpife, 
The  hotteft  hell  mall  be  their  place. 


fpgtltH  LUI.      Common  metre. 

1  Cor.  ii.  9.   10.     Rev.  %x\.  27. 

1  NT°R  eye  hath  fee"'  nnr  ear  hath  heard! 
±  ™-  Nor  fe.nfe  norreafon  known, 


3l3  '  HYMN      I.IV. 

What  joys  the  Father  has  prepared 
For  thofe  that  love  his  Son. 

2  But  the  good  fpirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  heav'n  to  come  ; 

The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 

Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  Iky, 

And  all  the  region  peace  ; 
No  wanton  lips  nor  envious  eye 
Can  fee  or  tafte  the  blif's. 

4  Thofe  holy  gates  forever  bar, 

Pollution,  fin,  and  fhame  ; 
None  fhali  obtain  admittance  there 
But  foli'wers  of  the  Lamb. 

5  He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life  : 

There  all  their  names  are  found  ; 
The  hypocrite  in  vain  fhall  ft  rive 
To  tread  the  heav'nly  ground. 


JjJgnVil  LIV.     Short  metre. 

Rom.  vi.  i,  2,  6, 

SHALL  we  go  on  to  fin, 
Becaufe  thy  grace  abounds  ? 
Or  crucify  the  Lord  again 
And  open  all  his  wounds  ? 
Forbid  it,  mighty  God, 
Nor  let  it  e'er  be  faid, 
That  we  whofe  fins  are  crucif)  'd 
Should  raife  them  from  the  dead. 

We  will  be  flaves  no  more, 
Since  Chrift  has  made  us  free, 
Has  nail'd  our  tyrants  to  his  crofs, 
And  bought  our  liberty, 


H  Y  M  N     LV,  LVI.  319 

LV.  Long  Metre.. 

Phil.  iii.  7,  8,  9. 

1  VJO  more,  ray  God,  I  boaft  no  more 
IN     Of  all  the  duties  I  have  done  j 

I  quit  the  hopes  I  held  before 
To  truft  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  Now  for  the  love  I  bear  his  name, 

What  was  my  gain  I  count  my  lofs ; 
My  former  pride  I  call  my  fhame, 
And  nail  my  glory  to  his  crois. 

3  Yes,  and  I  muft  and  will  efteem 

All  things  but  lofs  for  J  ejus*  fake  : 

0  may  my  foul  be  found  in  him, 
And  of  his  righteoufnefs  partake  1 

4  The  bed  obedience  of  my  hands 

Dares  not  appear  before  thy  throne; 
But  faith  can  anfwer  thy  demands, 
By  pleading  what  my  Lord  has  done. 

Jjjgflttt  LVI.  Common  metre. 

Rom.  vii.  8,  &c. 
1   T    ORD,  how  fecure  my  confeience  was, 
JLi    And  felt  no  inward  dread  ! 

1  was  alive  without  the  law, 

And  thought  my  fins  were  dead. 
3  My  hopes  of  heav'n  were  firm  and  bright; 
Bat  iince  the  precept  came 
With  a  convincing  pow'r  and  light, 
I  find  how  vile  I  am. 

3  [My  guilt  appear'dbut  fmall  before, 

'Till  terribly  I  faw, 
How  perfedl,  holy,  juft,  and  pure, 
Was  thine  eternal  law. 

4  Then  felt  my  foul  the  heavy  load, 

My  fins  reviv'd  again, 
I  had  provok'da  dreadful  God, 
And  ailliiy  hopes  were  llain.J  IJ 


3*9  HYMN     LVII,  LVIIX, 

5  I'm  like  a  helplefs  captive  fold, 

Under  the  pow'r  of  fin  ; 
I  cannot  do  the  good  I  would, 
Nor  keep  my  confcience  clean, 

6  My  God,  I  cry  with  ev'ry  breath 

For  fome  kind  pow'r  to  fave, 
To  break  the  yoke  of  fin  and  death, 
And  thus  redeem  the  flave. 

IpgiltU  LVII.   Short  metre. 

John  i.  17.  Hcb.  iii.  3,  &c.  and  x.  28. 

1  HP^E  law  by  Mofes  came, 

■*•    But  peace,  and  truth,  and  love, 
Were  brought  by  Chrifr,  a  nobler  name, 
Defcending  from  above. 

2  Amidfr  the  houfe  of  God 
Their  diff 'rent  works  were  done  ; 

Mofes  a  faithful  fervant  flood, 
But  Chrilt  a  faithful  Son, 

3  Then  to  his  new  commands, 
Be  ftrict  obedience  paid  ; 

O'er  all  his  Father's  houfe  he  (lands 

The  fov'reign  and  the  head. 

The  man  that  durfi  del  pile 

The  law  that  Mofes  brought ! 
Behold  !  how  terribly  he  dies 

For  his  prelumpt'ous  fault, 

5       But  forer  vengeance  falls 
On  that  rebellious  race, 
Who  hate  to  hear  when  Jefus-Cdtts, 
And  dare  refill  his  gruce. 

I^gltin    LVIII.   Common  Metre. 

Heb.  iv.  15,  16  ;  and  v.  7.     Matt.  xii.   20. 
1   T  T  7"ITI[  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 
VV     OfpurHighPrieft  abovei 


HYMN     LIX.  |£g 

His  heart  is  made  of  tendernefs, 
His  bowels  melt  with  love. 

2  Touch' d  with  a  fympathy  within 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame, 
He  knows  what  fore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  has  felt  the  fame. 

3  But  fpotlefs  innocent  and  pure 

The  great  Redeemer  ftood, 
While  Satan's  fiery  darts  he  bore, 
And  did  refift  to  blood. 

4  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  flefh, 

Pour'd  out  his  cries  and  tears, 
And  in  his  meafure  feels  afrefh 
What  every  member  bears. 

5  [He'll  never  quench  the  fmoking  flax: 

But  raile  it  to  a  flame  ; 
The  bruifed  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  fcorns  the,  meaneft  name.] 

6  Then  let  ouj  humble  faith  addrefs 

His  mercy  and  his  pow'r, 
We  (hall  obtain  deliv'ring  grace 
In  the  diureffino-  hour. 


|)gmn  LIX.     Long  metre, 

Titus  ii.  io 13. 

SO  let  our  lips  and  lives  exprefs 
The  holy  Gofpel  we  profefs, 


k 


So  let  our  works  and  virtues  mine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 
2  Thus  mall  we  beft  proclaim  abroad 
The  honours  of  our  Saviour  God  ; 
When  the  ialvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  fubdues  the  pow'r  of  fin, 


322  H    Y    M    N      LX,   LXI. 

3  Our  fiefh  and  fenfe  mud  be  deny'd  j 
Paflion  and  envy,  luft  and  pride  ; 
While  juftice,  temp'rance,  truth  and  love 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  ipirits  up 
"While  we  expect  that  blefled  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  (lands  leaning  on  his  word. 

©Pitt  LX.     Long  metre. 

i  Cor.  xiii.  i,  2,  3. 

1  T  T  AD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Je*ws 
-*-  -*•  And  nobler  fpeech  than  angels  ufe, 
It  love  be  aljfent,  I  am  found 

Like  tinkling  brafs,  an  empty  found. 

2  Were  I  infpir'd  to  preach  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heav'n  and  hell  ; 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love. 

3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  ftore 
To  feed  the  bowels  of  the  poor, 
Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 

To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name  : 

4  If  love  to  God  and  love  to  men 
Be  abfent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain  : 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal» 
The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 

rpgmn  LXI.     Long  metre. 

2  Tim.  i,  9,  10. 
j   XJOW  to  the  pow'r  of  God  fupreme 
^^      Be  everlafting  honours  giv'n, 
He  faves  from  hell,  we  blefs  his  name, 
He  calh  our  wand'ring  feet  to  heav'n. 
3  Not  for  our  duties  or  deferts, 

But  of  his  own  abounding  grace,  t 


HYMN     LXIL  323 

He  works  falvation  in  our  hearts, 
And  forms  a  people  for  his  praife. 

3  'Twas  his  own  purpofe  that  begun 

To  refcue  rebels  doomM  to  die  ; 

He  gave  us  grace  in  Chrift  his  Sou, 

Before  he  fpread  the  ftarry  Iky. 

4  Jefus  the  Lord  appears  at  laft, 

And  makes  his  Father's  counfels  known  < 
Declares  the  great  tranfaclions  pafs'd, 
And  brings  immortal  bleffings  down. 

5  He  dies )  and  in  that  dreadful  night 

Di-d  all  the  pow'rs  of  hell  deftroy  ; 
Riling  he  brought  cur  heav'n  to  light, 
And  took  poifeflion  of  the  joy. 

: 

IE)gmn    LXIL  Short  metre. 

If  a.  liii.  1—5,  10 — 12. 

1  TT7HO  has  believ'd  thy  word, 

V  V      Or  thy  falvation  known  ? 
Reveal  thine  arm,  almighty  Lord, 
And  glorify  thy  Son. 

2  The  Jews  efteem'd  him  here 
Too  mean  for  their  belief; 

Sorrows  his  chief  acquaintance  were. 
And  his  companion,  grief. 

3  They  turn'd  their  eyes  away, 
And  treated  him  with  fcorn  ; 

But  'twas  their  grief  upon  him  lay. 

Their  forrows  he  has  borne. 
\      'Twas  for  the  ftubborn  Jews 

And  Gentikstheu  unknown, 
The  God  of  juftfce  pleas'd  to  bruise 

His  befr  beloved  Son,  H 


324  HYMN     LXIIT. 

$       "  But  I'll  prolong  his  days, 
And  make  his  kingdom  fland, 
My  pleafure,  faith  the  God  of  grace, 
Shall  profper  in  his  hand. 

6  [His  joyful  foul  fliall  fee 
The  purchafe  of  his  pain, 

And  hy  his  knowledge  juftify 
The  guilty  fons  of  men.] 

7  "  Thouiands  of  captive  flaves 
Releas'd  from  death  and  fin, 

Shall  quit  their  prifons  and  their  graves, 
And  own  his  pow'r  divine. 

8  Heav'n  fhal I  advance  my  Son 
To  joys  that  earth  deny'd  ; 

"Who  law  the  follies  men  had  done 
And  bore  their  fins  anddv'd." 


Jj)|)mn  LXIII.  Common  metre. 

i   T  TOW  mort  and  hafty  is  our  life  \ 
-£- *-     How  vaft  our  fcu'ls  affairs  \ 
Yet  fenfelefs  mortals  vainly  ftrive 
To  lavifti  cut  their  years. 

2  Our  days  run  fhoughtfefsty  along, 

Without  a  moment's  itay  j 
Jufl:  like  a  dory  or  a  fong, 
We  pals  our  lives  away. 

3  God  from  on  high  invites  us  home, 

But  we  march  heeulefs  on, 
And  ever  haft'ning  to  the  tomb, 
Stoop  downwards  as  we  run. 

4  Kow  we  deferve  the  decpefi  hell 

That  flight  the  joys  above  ! 
What  chains  of  vengeance  fliould  wc  fed 
That  break  fuch  cords  of  love  ! 


hymn    LXIV,  LXV.  325 

5  Draw  us,  O  God,  with  fov'reign  grace, 
And  lift  our  thoughts  on  high, 
That  we  may  end  this  mortal  race, 
And  fee  falvation  nigh. 

a — i = 


©gUin  LXIV.     Long  metre. 

1  "NJO^  t0  ^e  ^orc*  a  n°ble  fong  ! 
1^1  Awake  my  foul,  awake  my  tongue  I 
Hofanna  to  th'  eternal  name, 

And  all  his  boundlefs  love  proclaim. 

2  See  where  it  mines  in  Jefus*  face 
The  brighteft  image  of  his  grace  ; 
God  in  the  perfon  of  his  Son, 

Has  all  his  mightieft  works  outdone. 

3  The  fpacious  earth,  and  fpreading  flood 
Proclaim  the  wife,  the  pow'rful  God> 
And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar 
Sparkle  in  ev'ry  rolling  Mar  : 

4  But  in  his  looks  a  glory  fiands, 
The  nobleft  labour  of  thine  hands  j 
The  pleafing  luflre  of  his  eyes 
Outfhines  the  wonders  of  the  Ikies. 

$  Grace  !  *tis  a  fweet,  a  charming  theme  5 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  <Jefus>  name  I 
Ye  angels  dwell  upon  the  found  ; 
Ye  heav'ns  reflect  it  to  the  ground  ! 

6  Oh,  may  I  live  to  reach  the  place 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  face  ! 
Where  all  his  beauties  you  behold,     . 
And  fing  his  name  to  harps  of  gold  ! 

JJ)Ptttn  LXV.  Long  metre, 

Fbil.  ii.  6,  &c. 

BRIGHT  King  of  glory,  dreadful  God 
Our  spirits  bow  before  thy  feat  ; 


326  HYMN     LXVI. 

To  thee  we  lift  an  humble  thought, 
And  worfhip  at  thine  awful  feet. 

2  [Thy  povv'r  hath  form'd,  thy  wifdom  fways 

All  nature  with  a  fov'reign  word  : 
And  the  bright  world  of  (tars  obeys 
The  will  of  their  fuperiour  Lord.] 

3  [Mercy  and  truth  unite  in  one, 

And  fmiling  fit  at  thy  right  hand  ; 
Eternal  juftice  guards  thy  throne, 
And  vengeance  waits  thy  dread  command.  J 

4  A  thoufand  feraphs  ftrong  and  bright 

Stand  round  the  glorious  Deity  ; 

But  who,  amongft  the  fons  of  light, 

Pretends  comparifon  with  thee  ? 

5  Yet  there  is  one  of  human  frame, 

Jefus  array'd  in  flefli  and  blood, 
Thinks  it  no  robbery  to  claim 
A  full  equality  with  God, 

6  Their  glory  fliines  with  equal  beams  ; 

Their  effence  is  forever  one  ; 
Though  they  are  known  by  diff'rent  names, 
The  Father  God,  and  God  the  Son. 

7  Then  let  the  name  of  Chrift  our  King 

With  equal  honours  be  ador'd  ; 
His  praife  let  ev'ry  angel  ting, 
And  all  the  nations  own  the  Lord. 

}£>gmn  LXVI.     Common  metre. 

i  TT  ARK  !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  found, 
*-- *•     My  ears  attend  the  cry, 
"  Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground 
Where  you  mutt  fhortly  He. 
*  Princes,  this  clay  myft  be  your  bed, 
In  fpita  of  all  your  towr's  j 


HYMN      LXVII.  32? 

The  tall,  the  wife,  the  rev'rend  head, 
Mutt  lie  as  low  as  ours." 

3  Great  God  !  is  this  our  certain  doom  ? 
And  ace  we  ttill  feeure  ? 
Still  walking  downwards  to  our  to/nb, 
And  yet  prepare  no  more  > 
4  Grant  us  the  povv'rs  of  quick'ning  grace, 
To  fit  our  fouls  to  fly  ; 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flefh, 
We'll  rife  above  the  fky. 

U)gmn  LXVII.    Common  metre. 

lech.  xii.  7. 

1  HTHUS  faith  the  Ruler  of  the  Ikies, 

■*•      "  Awake  my  dreadful  fword  ; 
Awake  my  wrath,  and  fmite  the  Man, 
My  Fellow,"  faith  the  Lord. 

2  Vengeance  receiv'd  the  dread  command, 

And  armed,  down  (he  flies  ; 
Jefus  fubmits  t'  his  Father's  hand, 
And  bows  his  head,  and  dies. 

3  But,  oh  !  the  wifdom  and  the  grace 

That  join'd  with  vengeance  now  I 
He  dies  to  fave  our  guilty  race, 
And  yet  he  rifes  too. 

4  A  perfon  fo  divine  was  he, 

Who  yielded  to  be  flain, 
That  he  could  give  his  foul  away, 
And  take  his  life  again. 

5  Live>  glorious  Lord,  and  reign  on  high, 

Let  ev'ry  nation  fing, 
And  angels  found  with  endlefs  joy, 
The  Saviour  and  the  King.  j) 


jftS  hymn    LXVIIT,    LXIX, 

©gmn  LXVIII.  Common  metre. 

i   TNFINITE  grief!  amazing  woe  I 
J-     Behold  my  bleeding  Lord  ! 
Hell  and  the  Jeivs  confpir'd  his  death, 
And  us'd  the  Roman  fvvord. 

2  Oh,  the  fliarp  pangs  of  fmarting  pain 

My  dear  Redeemer  bore, 
When  knotty  whips,  and  ragged  thorns* 
His  facred  body  tore. 

3  But  knotty  whips,  and  ragged  thorns* 

In  vain  do  I  accufe  ; 
In  vain  I  blame  the  Roman  bands, 
And  the  more  (piteful  Jeivs. 

4  'Twere  you,  my  fins,  my  cruel  fins, 

His  chief  tormentors  were  ; 
Each  of  my  crimes  became  a  nail, 
And  unbelief  the  f  pear. 

5  'Twere  you  that  ptill'd  the  vengeance  down 

Upon  his  guiltlafs  head  : 
Break,  break,  my  heart,  oh,  burft,  my  eyes 
And  let  my  forrows  bleed. 

6  Strike,  mighty  grace,  my  flinty  foul, 

'Till  melting  waters  flow, 
And  deep  repentance  drown  mine  eyes 
In  undiflembled  woe. 

i]5gmn  LXIXr  Common  metre. 

Hcb.  xii.  1 8,  Sec. 
J  ]VFOT  to  the  terrours  of  the  Lord, 
-^     The  tempeft,  fire,  and  {moke  ; 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
Which  God  on  Sinai  (poke  ; 
2  But  we  are  come  to  Siorfi  hill, 
The  city  of  our  God, 


HYMN      LXX.  329 

Where  milder  words  declare  his  will, 
And  fpread  his  love  abroad. 

3  Behold  the  innumerable  hoft 

Of  angels  cloth' d  in  light  ! 
Behold  the  fpirits  of  the  juft, 
Whofe  faith  is  turn'd  to  fight. 

4  Behold  the  blefs'd  affembly  there, 

Whofe  names  are  writ  in  heav'n  1 
And  God,  the  Judge  of  all,  declares 
Their  vileft  fins  forgiv'n. 

5  The  faints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead, 

But  one  communion  make  ; 
All  join  in  Chrift,  their  living  head, 
And  of  his  grace  partake. 
6^  In  luch  fociety  as  this 

%ly  weary  foul  would  reft  : 
The  man  that  dwells  where  Jefus  is, 
Mult  be  forever  blefs'd. 


^gmil  LXX.     L^i  Metre. 

If  a.  1.  10,  11.  and  xxvii.  20. 
i"TTrHEREarethemourners,faiththeLord, 
*>     That  wait  and  tremble  at  my  word» 
That  walk  in  darknefs  all  the  day  ? 
Come,  make  my  name  your  truft  and  ftay. 
■2  [No  works  nor  duties  of  your  own 
Can  for  the  fmallett  fins  atone  ; 
The  robes  that  nature  may  provide, 
Will  not  your  leaft  pollutions  hide. 

3  The  fofteft  couch  that  nature  knows, 
Can  give  the  confcience  no  repofe  : 
Look  to  my  righteoufnefs,  and  live  ; 
Comfort  and  peace  are  mine  to  give.]         || 
Ggz 


33^  k  y  m  n    LXXL 

4  Ye  fons  of  pride  that  kindle  coals 

With  your  own  hands,  to  warm  your  fouls, 
Walk  in  the  light  of  your  own  fire, 
Enjoy  the  fparks  that  ye  defire. 

5  This  is  your  portion  at  my  hands, 
Hell  waits  you  with  her  iron  bands  j 

I.  Ye  mail  lie  down  in  forrow  there,  * 

In  death  and  darknefs,  and  defpair. 


nun  LXXL     Long  metre, 

job.    xi,  7.  &c.  and  xxv.  5  xxvi.  ir. 

i[(~^  AN  creatures,  to  perfe£cion,  find 
Ks  Th'  eternal,  uncreated  mind  ? 
Or  can  the  largeft  ftretch  of  thought 
Meafure  and  fearch  his  nature  out  ? 

2  'Tis  high  as  heav'n,  'tis  deep  as  hell  ; 
And  what  can  mortals  know,  or  tell  ? 
His  glory  fpreads  beyond  the  fky, 
And  ail  the  mining  worlds  on  high. 

3  But  man,  vain  man,  would  fain  be  wife, 
Bom,  like  a  wild  young  colt,  he  fiies 
Through  all  the  follies  of  his  mind, 
And  fmells  and  muffs  the  empty  wind.] 

4  God  is  a  King  of  pow'r  unknown, 
Firm  are  the  orders  of  his  throne  ; 
If  he  refolve,  who  dareoppofe, 
Or  afk  hi ui  why,  or  what  he  does  ? 

5  He  wounds  the  heartland  he  makes  whole  ; 
lie  calms  the  tempeit  of  the  foul  ; 

When  he  Hints  up  in  long  delpair, 
Who  can  remove  the  heavy  bar  ? 

6  He  frowns,  and  darknefs  veils  the  moon, 
The  fainting  fun  grows  dim  at  noon  j  |j 


K  Y  M  N     LXXIIe  33t 

The  pillars  of  heav'n's  ftarry  roof 
Tremble  and  ftart  at  his  reproof. 

7  He  gave  the  vaulted  heav'n  its  form, 
The  crooked  ferpent  and  the  worm, 
He  breaks  the  billows  with  his  breath, 
And  fmites  the  fons  of  pride  to  death, 

2  Thefe  are  a  portion  of  his  ways  ; 
But  who  fhall  dare  defcribe  his  face  ; 
Who  can  endure  his  light  ?  or  fland, 
To  hear  the  thunders  of  his  hand  ? 


i33gmn  LXXII.    Long  metre. 

j  ,rPWAS   on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 
■*•      When  pow'rs  of  earth  and  hell  arofe 
Againft  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 
And  friends  betray'd  him  to  his  foes  : 

2  Before  the  mournful  fcene  began, 

He  took  the  bread,  and  blef  s'd,  and  brake ; 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran  ! 
What  wond'rous  words  of  grace  he  fpake ! 

3  "  This  is  my  body  broke  for  fin, 

Receive  and  eat  the  living  food  ;" 
Then  took  the  cup  and  blef  s'd  the  wine  ; 
"  'Tis  the  new  cov'nant  in  my  blood." 

4  "  Do  this,  he  cry'd,  'till  time  fhall  end, 
In  mem'ry  of  your  dying  friend  ; 
Meet  at  my  table  and  record 

The  Jove  of  your  departed  Lord." 

5  [Jefus,  the  feaft  we  celebrate, 

We  (hew  thy  death,  we  fing  thy  name, 
•'Till  thou  return,  and  we  fhall  eat 
TJie  marriage  lupper  of  the  Lamb.]         [j 


3j*       hymn     LXXIII,   LXXIV. 

^)gmn  LXXIII.     Long  metre. 

Gal.  vi.  14. 

1  \  X  THEN  I  furvey  the  wond'rous  crofs 

VV      On  which  the  Prince  of  Glory  dy'd, 
My  richefl:  gain  I  count  but  lofs, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  mould  boaft, 

Save  in  the  death  of  Chrift,  my  God  : 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  moft, 
I  facrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  ! 
Did  e'er  fuch  love  and  forrow  meet  ? 
Or  thorns  compole  fo  rich  a  crown  } 

4  [His  dying  crimfon,  like  a  robe, 

Spreads  o'er  his  body  on  the  tree  ; 
Then  am  I  dead  to  all  the  globe, 
And  all  the  globe  is  dead  to  me.] 

5  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 

That  were  a  prefent  far  too  fmall  : 
Love,  fo  amazing,  fo  divine, 

Demands  my  foul,  my  life,  myall. 

Jt)gmn  LXXIV.     Long  metre. 

Luke  xiv.  16,  &c. 

1  [  T  T O W  rich  are  thy  provifions,  Lord  \ 

<*— *■     Thy  table  furnifh'd  from  above, 
-  The  fruits  of  life  o'erfpread  the  board, 
The  cup  o'erflows  with  heav'nly  love. 

2  Thine  ancient  family  the  Jeavs, 

Were  firft  invited  to  the  feaft  : 
We  humbly  take  what  they  refufe, 
And  Gentiles  thy  f alvation  tafle.  0 


hymn    LXXV.  333 

3  We  are  the  poor,  the  blind,  the  lame, 

And  help  was  far,  and  death  was  nigh  1 
But,  at  the  gofpel  call,  we  came, 
And  ev'ry  want  receiv'd  fup'ply. 

4  From  the  high  way  that  leads  to  hell, 

From  paths  of  darknefs  and  defpair, 
Lord,  we  are  come  with  thee  to  dwell 
Glad  to  enjoy  thy h»  refence  here.] 

5  [What  fhall  we  pay  th'  eternal  Son, 

That  left  the  heav'n  of  his  abode, 
And  ro  this  wretched  earth  came  down, 
To  bring  us  wand'rers  back  to  God  ! 

6  It  coft  him  death,  to  fave  our  lives ; 

To  buy  our  fouls,  it  coft  his  own  ; 
And  all  the  unknown  joys  he  gives, 
Were  bought  with  agonies  unknown. 

<j  Our  everlafting  love  is  due 

To  him  that  ranfom'd  linners  loft  j 
And  pity'd  rebels,  when  he  knew 
The  vaft  expenle  his  love  would  coft.] 

I^gmn  LXXV.    Common  metre. 

i  r^  LORY  to  God,  the-Father's  name, 
VJT    Who,  from  our  finful  race, 
Chofe  out  his  fav'rites  to  proclaim 
The  honours  of  his  grace. 
3  Glory  to  God  the  Son  be  paid, 
Who  dwelt  in  humble  clay, 
And,  to  redeem  us  from  the  dead, 
Gave  his  own  life  away. 

3  Glory  to  God  the  fpirit  give, 
From  whofe  almighty  pow'r 
Our  louls  their  heav'nly  birth  derive. 
And  biefs  the  happy  hour,  $ 


334  H  y  m  n     LXXVI. 

4  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 
Th'  eternal  Three  in  One, 
Who  by  the  wonders  of  his  love, 
Has  made  his  nature  known. 


5)gltIU  LXXVI.    Particular  metre. 

x  HPO  him  that  chofe  us  firft, 
A      Before  the  world  began  j 
To  him  that  bore  the  curfe, 
To  lave  rebellious  man  ; 
To  him  that  form'd 
Our  hearts  anew, 
Is  endlefs  praife 
And  glory  due. 

3  The  Father's  love  (hall  run 

Through  our  immortal  fongs  ; 
We  bring  to  God  the  Son 
Hofannas  on  our  tongues  : 
Our  lips  addrefs 

The  fpirit's  name 
With  equal  praife, 
And  zeal  the  fame. 

3  Let  ev'ry  faint  above, 

And  angels  round  the  throne, 
Forever  blefs  and  love 
The  facred  Three  in  one  : 
Thus  heav'n  (hall  raife 

His  honours  high, 

When  earth  and  time 

Grow  old  and  die, 


hymn    LXXVTI,  LXXVIII.       3X? 

Jjjgmn  LXXVII.    Common  metre. 

Bof.  iii.  5.  Luke  xxiv.  44.  Pfalm  xxxv.  12, 14, 

1  T>  EHOLD  the  love,  the  gen'rous  love 
i3     That  holy  David  fhows  ! 
Hark  !  how  his  founding  bowels  move 
To  his  afflicted  foes. 
%  When  they  are  fick,  his  foul  complains 
And  feems  to  feel  the  fmart ; 
The  fpirit  of  the  gofpel  reigns, 
And  melts  his  pious  heart. 

3  How  did  his  flowing  tears  condole, 

As  for  a  brother  dead  ! 
And  faftingmortify'd  his  foul. 
While  for  their  life  he  pray'd. 

4  They  groan'd,  and  curs'd  him  on  their  bed: 

Yet  ftill  he  pleads  and  mourns  ; 
And  double  bleflings  on  his  head 
The  righteous  God  returns. 

5  O  glorious  type  of  heav'nly  grace  ! 

Thus  Chrifl  the  Lord  appears  : 
While  finnef  s  curfe,  the  Saviour  prays, 
And  pities  them  with  tears. 

6  He  then  true  David,  Ifr'ePs  king, 

Bleft  and  belov'd  of  God, 
To  fave  us  rebels  dead  in  fin, 
Paid  his  own  deareft  blood. 

Jpgmn  LXXVIII.     Long  metre. 

Luke  i.  32,  and  x.  21.     Pfalm  xxi.  1 9* 

1    T)AFID  rejoic'd  in  God  his  ftrength, 

Rais'd  to  the  throne  by  fpecial  grace, 
But  Chrift  the  Son  appears  at  length, 
Fulfils  the  triumph  and  the  praife.  J| 


336  "    H  Y  M  N    LXXIX* 

2  How  great  is  the  Meffiah' s)oy 

In  the  falvation  of  thy  hand  ; 
Lord,  thou  haft  rais'd  his  kingdom  high, 
And  giv'n  the  world  to  his  command. 

3  Thy  goodnefs  grants  whate'er  he  will 

Nor  doth  the  leaft  requeft  withhold  % 
Bleflings  of  love  prevent  him  ftill, 
And  crowns  of  glory,  not  of  gold. 

4  Honour  and  majefty  divine 

Around  his  facred  temple  mine  : 
Bleft  with  the  favour  of  thy  face, 
And  lengtlrof  everlafting  days. 

5  Thine  hand  (hall  find  out  all  his  foes  ; 
And  as  a  fiery  oven  glows 

Willi  raging  heat  and  living  coals, 
So  (hall  thv  wrath  devour  their  fouls. 


J^gmn  LXXIX.    Long  metre. 

Ifa.  xlii.  i.Heb.  i.  5,  fire.  Pfalm  lxxxix.  1,  &c. 

1  T^OREVER  (hall  my  fong  record 

-T  The  truth  and  mercy  of  the  Lord  ; 
Mercy  and  truth  forever  ftand 
Like  heav'n,  eltablinYd  by  his  hand. 

2  Thus  to  his  Son  he  fware,  and  (aid, 

"  With  thee  my  cov'nant  fir  ft  is  made  ; 
In  thee  (hall  dying  fmners  live  ; 
Glory  and  grace  are  thine  to  give. 

3  Be  thou  my  Prophet,  and  my  Pried  ; 
Thy  children  (Sail  be  ever  bleft  ; 
Thou  art  my  chofen  King  ;  thy  throne 
Shall  ftand  eternal  like  my  own. 

4  There's  none  of  all  my  Ions  above 
So  much  my  image,  or  my  love  ; 


h  Y  m  is    LXXX.  337 

Celeftial  pow'rs  thy  fubjecls  are  ; 
Then  what  can  earth  to  thee  compare  ? 

5  "  David,  my  fervant,  whom  I  chofe 
To  guard  my  flock,  to  crufh  my  foes, 
And  rais'd  him  to  the  Jeivijh  throne, 
Was  but  the  fhadow  of  my  Son," 

6  Now  let  the  church  rejoice  and  fing       -        « 
Jefus  her  Saviour  and  her  King  ; 

Angels  his  heav'nly  wonders  fliow, 
And  laints  declare  his  works  below. 


J^pSlttl  LXXX.    Long  metre. 

Mat.  xxi.  15,  16.  Pfalm  viii,  1,  2. 

ALMIGHTY  Ruler  of  the  'Ikies, 
Through  the  wide  earth  thy  name  is 
And  thine  eternal  glories  rife  (fpread 

O'er  all  the  heav'ns  thy  hands  have  made. 
To  thee  the  voices  of  the  young, 
A  monument  of  honour  raife  : 
And  babes  with  uninftructed  tongue 
Declare  the  wonder  of  thy  praife. 

Thy  pow'r  affifts  their  tender  age 

To  bring  proud  rebels  to  the  ground, 
To  ftiil  the  bold  blafphemer's  rage, 

And  all  their  policies  confound. 
Children  amid  ft  thy  temple  throng 

To  fee  their  great  Redeemer's  face  j 
The  Son  of  David  is  their  fong, 

And  young  Holannas  fill  the  place. 

The  frowning  fcribes  and  angry  priefts 
In  vain  their  impious  cavils  bring  ; 

Revenge  fits  filent  in  their  breafts, 
While  Jevoifb  babes  proclaim  their  King. 
H  h 


338  HYMN     LXXXI. 

|j)gttm  LXXXI.    Long  metre. 

Heb.  ii.  5,  &c.  Pfalm  viii.  3,  &c. 

1  T    ORD,  what  was  man  when  made  at  firfi9 
-L/  Ada?n  the  offspring  of  the  daft, 

That  thou  fhould'ft  fet  him  and  his  race 
But  jufl:  below  an  angel's  place  ? 

2  That  thou  fhould'ft  raife  his  nature  fo 
And  make  him  Lord  of  all  below, 
Makeev'ry  beaft  and  bird  fubmit. 
And  lay  the  fifties  at  his  feet  ? 

3  But,  O  what  brighter  glories  wait 
To  crown  the  fecond  Ada/ns  ftate  ! 
What  honours  fhall  thy  Son  adorn, 
Who  condefcended  to  be  born  ! 

4  See  him  below  his  angels  made  ; 
See  him  in  duft  amongft  the  dead, 
To  fave  a  ruin'd  world  from  fin  : 
But  he  fhall  reign  with  pow'rdivine. 

5  The  world  to  come  redeem'd  from  all 
The  mis'ries  that  attend  the  fall  ; 
New  made,  and  glorious,  fhall  fubmit 
At  our  exalted  Saviour's  feet. 

i^gmit  LXXXIL    Short  metre. 

Acls  iv,  24. and  xiii.33.  Heb.  i.  5.  Pfalm  ii.  i,&c» 

1  A  TAKER  and  fov'reign  Lord 
■i-VX  Of  heav'n,  and  earth  and  feas, 

Thy  providence  confirms  thy  word, 
And  anfwers  thy  decrees. 

2  The  things  fo  long  foretold 
By  Da<vid  arc  fulfil'd, 

When  Jews  and  Gentile s  joined  to  flay 
Jefus  thine  holv  child.  fl 


HYMN      LXXXII. 

3  Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage, 
And  Jeius  with  one  accord 

Bend  all  their  couniels  to  deftroy 
Th'  anointed  of  the  Lord  ? 

4  Rulers  and  kings  agree 
To  form  a  vain  defign, 

Againft  the  Lord  their  pow'rs  unite. 
Againft  his  Chrift  they  join. 

5  The  Lord  derides  their  rage, 
And  will  iupport  his  throne  ; 

He  that  hath  rais'd  him  from  the  deaJ, 
Hath  own'd  him  for  his  Son. 

6  Now  he's  afcended  high, 
And  afks  to  rule  the  earth  ; 

The  merits  of  his  blood  he  pleads, 
And  pleads  his  heav'nly  birth. 

7  He  afks,  and  God  beflows 
A  large  inheritance  ; 

Far  as  the  world's  remoteft  ends 
His  kingdom  mall  advance. 
S      The  nations  that  rebel 
Muft  feel  his  iron  rod  ; 

He'll  vindicate  thofe  honours  well 
Which  he  receiv'd  from  God. 

9      Be  wife,  ye  rulers  now, 
And  worfhip  at  his  throne  ; 
With  trembling  joy,  ye  people  bow 
To  God's  exalted  Son. 
3D    If  once  his  wrath  arife, 
Ye  perifhon  the  place  : 
Then  blefled  is  the  foul  that  flies 
For  refuge  to  his  grace. 


339 


340      h  Y  m  N-LXXXIII,  LXXXIV. 

^pmn  LXXXIII.    Long  metre. 

Heb.  i.  10.  Pfalm  cii.  23,  Sec. 

1  TT  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand 

•*-    Weakens  our  ftrength  amidft  the  race, 
Difeafe  and  death  at  his  command 
Arreft  us,  and  cut  fhort  our  days  j 

2  Spare  us,  O  Lord,  aloud  we  pray, 

Nor  let  our  fun  go  down  at  noon  : 
Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day  ; 
And  muft  thy  children  die  fo  fc  'i ! 

3  Yet  in  the  midft  of  death  and  grief, 

This  thought  our  forrow  fhall  afiTuage  ; 
"  Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  live  : 
Chrift  is  the  fame  through  ev'ry  age." 

4  'Twas  he  this  earth's  foundation  laid; 

Heav'n  is  the  building  of  his  hand  ; 
Thisearthgrowsold,the  heav'ns  (hall  fade  j 
And  all  be  chang'd  at  his  command. 

5  The  ftarry  curtains  of  the  fky 

Like  garments  fliall  be  laid  afide  ; 
But  dill  thy  throne  ftands  firm  and  high  j 
Thy  church  forever  muft  abide. 

6  Before  thy  face  thy  church  fhall  live, 

And  on  thy  throne  thy  children  reign  ; 
This  dying  world  fhall  they  furvive, 
And  the  dead  faints  be  rais'd  again. 

8)gmtl  LXXXIV.    Long  metre. 

Heb.  i.  6.  Pfalm  xcvii.  6—9. 
1  'HPHE  Lord  is  come  ;  the  heav'ns  proclaim 
J-    His  birth  ;  the  nations  learn  his  name. 
An  unknown  ftar  direcls  the  road 
Of  eaf tern  f ages  to  their  God.  ll 


HYMN      LXXXV.  34r 

2  AH  ye  bright  armies  of  the  fkies, 
Go,  worfhip  where  the  Saviour  lies  : 
Angels  and  kings  before  him  bow, 
Thofe  gods  on  high  and  gods  below. 

3  Let  idols  totter  to  the  ground, 

And  their  own  worfhippers  confound  ; 

But  Judah  fhout,  but  Slon  fing, 

And  earth  confels  her  fov'rei^n  Kins. 


3J)gmtl  -LXXXV.      Common  metre. 

Rom.  xv.  3.  John.  xvi.  25.  and  ii.  17.  2  Cor.  vi. 
6.  Pfalm  lxix.  1 14. 

1  "  O  AVE  me,  O  God,  the  fwelling  floods 

O     Break  in  upon  my  foul  : 
I  fink,  and  forrows  o'er  my  head 
Like  mighty  waters  roll. 

2  I  cry  till  ail  my  voice  be  gone, 

In  tears  I  wafte  the  day  ; 
My  God,  behold  my  longing  eyes, 
And  morten  thy  delay. 

3  "  They  hate  my  foul  without  a  caufe, 

And  (till  their  number  grows 
More  than  the  hairs  Ground  my  head, 
And  mighty  are  my  foes. 

4  'Twas  then  I  paid  that  dreadful  debt 

That  man  could  never  pay  ; 
And  gave  thofe  honours  to  thy  law, 
Which  finners  took  away." 

5  Thus  in  the  great  Me/pah's  name, 

The  royal  prophet  mourns  ; 
Thus  he  awakes  our  hearts  to  grief, 
And  gives  us  joy  by  turns.  H 

Hha 


2\Z  HYMN      LXXXVI. 

6  "Now  fliall  the  faints  rejoice  and  find 

Salvation  in  thy  name  ; 
For  I  have  borne  their  heavy  load 
Of  fdrrow,  pain  and  (name. 

7  "  Grief  like  a  garment  cloth'd  me  round, 

And  fackcloth  was  my  drefs, 
While  I  procur'd  for  naked  fouls, 
A  robe  of  righteoufnefs. 

8  Amongft  my  brethren  and  the  Jeivs 

I  like  a  ftranger  flood, 
And  bore  their  vile  reproach,  to  bring 
The  Gentiles  near  to  God. 

9  "  I  came  in  finful  mortal  ftead 

To  do  my  Father's  will  i 
Yet  when  I  cleans'd  my  Father's  houfe, 

They  fcandalis'd  my  zeal, 
io  My  failing  and  my  holy  groans 

Were  made  the  drunkard's  fong  ; 
But  God  from  his  celettial  throne 

Heard  my  complaining  tongue. 

ii  "  He  fav'd  me  from  the  dreadful  deep? 
Nor  let  my  foul  be  drown'd  ; 
He  rais'd  and  fix'd  my  finking  feet 
On  well  eftablifh'd  ground. 
12'Twas  in  a  moft  accepted  hour 
My  pray'rarofe  on  high, 
And  for  my  fake  my  God  mail  hear 
The  dying  finner's  cry." 

UpVttin  LXXXVI.  Common  metre. 


'N 


Mark  xv.  23,  24.  Pfalm  lxix,  14.  &C. 

OW  let  our  lips  with  holy  fear, 

And  mournful  pleafure  fing 


hymn    LXXXVI.  34g 

The  fufr'rings  of  cur  great  High  Prieft, 
The  furrows  of  our  King. 
%  He  finks  in  floods  of  deep  diftrefs  j 
How  high  the  waters  rife  ! 
While  to  his  heav'nly  Father's  ear 
He  fends  perpetual  cries. 

3  "Hear  me,  O  Lord,  and  fave  thy  Son, 

Nor  hide  thy  mining  face  ; 
Why  mould  thy  favourite  look  like  one 
Foriaken  of  thy  grace  ? 

4  With  rage  they  perfecute  the  man 

That  groans  beneath  thy  wound, 
While  for  a  facrifice  I  pour 
My  life  upon  the  ground. 

5  "  They  tread  my  honour  to  the  duft, 

And  laugh  when  I  complain  ; 
Their  fliarp  infulting  (landers  add 

Frefh  anguifh  to  my  pain. 
£  All  my  reproach  is  known  to  thee, 

The  fcandal  and  the  fhame  ; 
Reproach,  has  broke  my  bleeding  heart, 

And  lies  defied  my  name. 

7  "  I  look'd  for  pity,  but  in  vain  ; 

My  kindred  are  my  grief; 
I  afk  my  friends  for  comfort  round, 
But  meet  with  no  relief. 

8  With  vinegar  they  mock  my  thirit, 

They  give  me  gall  for  food  ; 
And  fporting  with  my  dying  groansa 
They  triumph  in  my  blood. 

■9  "  Shine  into  my  diftrefTed  foul, 

Let  thy  companions  fave  j  |) 


344  hymn      LXXXVII. 

And  though  my  flefh  fink  down  to  death, 

Redeem  it  from  the  grave. 
jo  I  (hall  arifeto  praife  thy  name, 

Shall  reign  in  worlds  unknown  ; 
And  thy  lalvation,  O  my  God, 

Shall  feat  me  on  thy  throne." 

|£)pmn  LXXXVII.  Common  Metre, 

Rom.  xi.  11,26.  Heb.  xii.  2.  andxiii.  i^.P/alm 
lxix,  26,  &c. 

1  T^ATHER,  I  fing  thy  wondrous  grace, 
■*-      I  blefs  my  Saviour's  name  ; 
He  brought  falvation  for  the  poor, 
And  bore  the  Tinner's  fhame. 
%  His  deep  diftrefs  has  rais'd  us  high, 
His  duty  and  his  zeal 
FulnTd  the  law  which  mortals  broke, 
And  fininVd  all  thy  will. 

3  His  dying  groans,  his  living  fongs, 

Shall  better  pleafe  my  God, 
Than  harp  or  trumpet's  folemn  found, 
Than  goats  or  bullocks  blood. 

4  This  (hall  his  humble  foll'wers  fee, 

And  let  their  hearts  at  reft  ; 
They  by  his  death  draw  near  to  thee, 
And  live  forever  blelt. 

5  Let  heav'n,  and  all  that  dwell  on  high, 

1?o  God  their  voices  raife, 
While  lands  and  leas  aflift  the  fky, 
And  join  t'  advance  his  praile. 

6  Sion  is  thine,  molt  holv  God, 

Thy  Son  (hall  blels  her  gates  ; 
And  glory  purchas'd  by  his  blood 

For  thy  own  Ifi\l  «  aits.  |j 


hymn      LXXXVIII.  345 

^ptltn  LXXXVIII.  Common  metre. 

Heb.  x.  4,  &c.  P/alm  xl.  6 9. 

1  HTHUS  iaith  the  Lord,  "Your  work  is  vain, 

-*-    Give  your  burnt  offerings  o'er, 
In  dying  goats  and  bullocks  flain 
My  foul  delights  no  more." 

2  Then  fpake  the  Saviour,   "  Lo,  I'm  here, 

My  God,  to  do  thy  will  ! 
Whate'er  thy  facred  books  declare 
Thy  fervantfhall  fulfil. 

3  "Thy  law  is  ever  in  my  fight, 

I  keep  it  in  my  heart  : 
Mine  eyes  are  open'd  with  delight 
To  what  thy  lips  impart." 

4  And  fee,  the  bleft  Redeemer  comes, 

Th'  eternal  Son  appears, 
And  at  th'  appointed  time  affumes 
The  body  God  prepares. 

5  Much  he  reveal'd  his  Father's  grace, 

And  much  his  truth  he  fhew'd  ; 
And  preach'd  the  way  of  righteoufne/s 
Where  great  afTemblies  flood. 

6  His  Father's  honour  touch'd  his  heart, 

He  pity'd  finners  cries, 
And  to  fulfil  a  Saviour's  part, 
Was  made  a  facrifice. 

7  No  blood  of  beafts  on  altars  filed 

Could  wafh  the  confcience  clean  j 
But  the  rich  facrifice  he  paid 
Atones  for  all  our  fin. 
S  Then  was  the  great  falvation  fpread, 
And  Satan's  kingdom  fhook  ; 
Thus  by  the  woman's  promis'd  feed 
The  ierpent's  head  was  broke.  |j 


346  h  Y  m  n    LXXXIX,  XC. 

IDgttm  LXXXIX.   Common-metre. 

Atts  ii,  25,  &c.  xiii.  35,  36.  Pfalm  xvi.  8,  &c. 

1"  T  SET  the  Lord  before  my  face, 
J-     He  bears  my  courage  up  ; 
My  heart  and  tongue  their  joys  exprefs, 
My  flefh  (hall  reft  in  hope. 

2  My  fpirit,  Lord,  thou  wilt  not  leave, 

Where  fouls  departed  are. 
Nor  quit  my  body  to  the  grave 
To  fee  corruption  there. 

3  "  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  path  of  life 

And  raife  me  to  thy  throne  : 
Thy  courts  immortal  pleafure  give, 
Thy  prefence  joys  unknown." 

4  Thus  is  the  name  of  Chrift,  the  Lord, 

The  holy  David  fang, 
And  providence  fulfils  the  word 
Of  his  prophetick  tongue. 

5  Jtfus,  whom  ev'ry  faint  adores, 

Was  crucify'd  and  (lain  ; 
Behold,  the  tomb  its  prey  reftores, 
Behold,  he  lives  again. 

6  When  fhall  my  feet  arife  and  ftand 

OnheavnV  eternal  hills  ? 
There  fits  the  Son  at  God's  right  hand, 
And  there  the  Father  fmiles, 

JJDglTtn  XC.     Common  metre. 

Luke  xxiv.  51,  52.  Atls  i.  9.  Pfalm  xlvii. 
1   /^V  FOR  a  fhout  of  facred  joy 
y~J     To  God  the  fov'reign  King  ! 
Let  ev'ry  land  their  tongues  employ, 
And  hymns  of  triumph  flog.  11 


H  ¥  M  N    XCX.  347 

2  ^C/^j  our  God,  afcends  on  high  ; 

His  heav'nly  guards  around 
Attend  him  rifing  through  the  fky, 
With  trumpets  joyful  found. 

3  While  angels  fhout  and  praife  their  King, 

Let  mortals  learn  their  ftrains  ; 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honours  fing  j 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 

4  Rehearfe  his  praife  with  awe  profound 

Let  knowledge  lead  the  long  : 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  folemn  found, 
Upon  a  thoughtlefs  tongue. 

5  In  7/rV/ flood  his  ancient  throne, 

He  lov'd  that  chofen  race  : 
But  now  he  calls  the  world  his  own, 
And  heathens  tafte  his  grace. 

6  The  Chrtftian  kingdoms  are  the  Lord's, 

There  Abraham's  God  is  known  : 
While    pow'rs    and    princes,    Ihields    and 
Submit  before  his  throne.  (fwords, 


J£)gtnn  XCI.     Long  Metre. 

Eph.  iv.  8.     Heb.  xii.  18,  &c.     A8s  ii,  33. 
Pfalm  lxviii.  17,  18. 

LORD,  when  thou  didft  afcend  on  high, 
Ten  thoafand  angels  fill'd  the  Iky  ; 
Thole  heav'nly  guards  around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots  that  attend  thy  ftate. 
Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious  when  the  Lord  was  there  j 
While  he  pronounc'd  his  dreadful  law,  ' 
And  (truck  the  chofen  tribes  with  awe. 


34«  HYMN     XCII. 

3  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  the  rebellious  pow'rs  of  hell, 
That  thoufand  fouls  had  captive  made, 
Were  all  in  chains  like  captives  led. 

4  Rais'd  by  his  Father  to  the  throne, 
He  fent  his  promis'd  ipirit  down, 
With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men, 
That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 

!£|>mn  XCII.     Short  metre. 

Luke \v.  22.  Heb.  i.  8,  9,  and  iv.  12.  1  Pet.  ii. 
John  iii.  34.  Pfalm  xlv. 

1  A/fY  Saviour  and  my  King, 
1VL  Thy  beauties  are  divine  ; 

Thy  lips  with  bleffing  overflow, 
And  ev'ry  grace  is  thine. 

2  Now  make  thy  glory  known, 
Gird  on  thy  dreadful  fword, 

And  ride  in  majefty  to  fpread 
The  conquelts  of  thy  word. 

3  Strike  through  thy  frubborn  foes, 
Or  melt  their  hearts  t'  obey, 

While  juftice,  meeknefs,  grace,  and  truth, 
Attend  thy  glorious  way. 

4  Thy  laws,  O  God,  are  right  : 
Thy  throne  fhall  ever  ftand  ; 

And  thy  victorious  gofpel  proves 
A  fceptre  in  thy  hand. 

5  Thy  Father  and  thy  God, 
Hath  without  meafure  fhed 

His  fpirit,  like  a  joyful  oil 
T'  anoint  thy  facred  head. 

6  Behold,  at  thy  right  hand 
The  Gentile  church  is  ken, 


HVMS     XCIII. 

Like  a  fair  bride  in  rich  attire  ; 
And  princes  guard  the  queen, 

r      Fair  bride,  receive  his  love  | 
Forget  thy  father's  houfe ; 
Forfake  thy  gods,  thy  idol  gods, 
And  pay  the  Lord'thv  vows, 
O  let  thy  God  and  King 
Thy  fweeteft  thoughts  employ  ; 

Thy  children  (hall  his  honour  fin| 
In  palaces  of  joy. 


34* 


fyptntl    XCIII.  Short  metre. 

Matt.  xxii.  9,  42.    1  Pet.  ii.  4,  &c.    John  xii, 
13.  Pfalm  cxviii.  22,  &c. 


S] 


1 EE  what  a  living  ftone 
*  The  builders  did  refufe  : 
Yet  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 
In  fpite  of  envious  Je<ws. 

2  The  fcribe  and  angry  prieft 
Rejeft  thine  only  Son  ; 

Yet  on  this  rock  fhall  Sion  reft, 
As  the  chief  corner  ftone. 

3  The  work,  O  Lord,  is  thine, 
And  wond'rous  in  our  eyes  : 

This  day  declares  it  all  divine  ; 
This  day  did  Jefus  rife. 

4  This  is  the  glorious  day 
That  our  Redeemer  made  ; 

Let  us  rejoice  and  fing  and  pray, 
Let  all  the  church  be  glad. 

5  Hojanna  to  the  King 
OiDaifid'%  royal  blood  j 

Ii 


3*0  HYMN     XCIT. 

Blefs  him,  ye  faints ;  he  comes  lo  bring 

Salvation  from  your  God. 
6      We  blefs  thine  holy  word, 

Which  all  this  grace  difplays  ; 
And  offer  on  thine  altar,  Lord, 

Our  facrifice  of  praife. 

JJ)J>ttttt  XCIV.    Common  metre. 

Ifa.x\v.2i,&c,  Rom.  in.  21,  7 .  Pfal.  \xxi.  i5,&C' 

i  A/TY  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend, 
J.VX    "When  I  begin  thy  praife, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 
The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 
a  Thou  art  my  everlafting  truft, 
Thy  goodnefs  I  adore  : 
And  fince  I  knew  thy  graces  firft, 
I  fpake  thy  glories  more. 

3  My  feet  (hall  travel  all  the  length 

Of  the  celeftial  road, 
And  march  with  courage  in  thy  ftrength 
To  fee  my  Father,  God. 

4  When  I  am  fili'd  with  lore  diftrefs, 

Forlome  furprifing  fin, 
I'll  plead  thy  perfect  righteoufnefs, 
And  mention  none  but  thine. 

5  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 

The  victories  of  my  King  ! 
My  foul  redeem'dfrom  fin  and  hell, 
Shall  thy  falvation  fing. 

6  My  tongue  (hall  all  the  day  proclaim 

My  Saviour  and  my  God  ; 
His  death  has  brought  my  foes  to  fhame> 
And  drown'd  tjiem  in  his  blood.  {' 


HYMN     XCV.  351 

7  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  pow'rs  ; 
With  this  delightful  fong 
I'll  entertain  the  darkeft  hours, 
Nor  think  the  ieafon  long. 

^gmtt  XCV.  Long  metre. 

i  Cor.  x.  9.  Hek.  iii,  7,  Sec.  Pfalm  xcv« 

1  /""i  OME,  let  our  voices  join  to  raife 
V-/  A  facred  fong  of  folemn  praife  ; 
God  is  a  fov'reign  King  ;  rehearfe 
His  honours  in  exalted  verfe, 

a  Come,  let  our  fouls  addrefs  the  Lord, 
Who  fram?d  our  natures  with  his  word  5 
He  is  our  fhepherd  ;  we  the  fheep, 
His  mercy  chofe,  his  paftures  keep. 

3  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  to  day. 
The  counfels  of  his  love  obey, 
Nor  let  our  hard'ned  hearts  renew, 
The  fins  and  plagues  that  Ifr'el  knew, 

4  Ifr'el  that  faw  his  works  of  grace, 
Yet  tempt  their  Maker  to  his  tace  5 
A  faithlefs  unbelieving  brood, 
That  tir?d  the  patience  of  their  God. 

5  Thus  fait!;  the  Lord,"  How  falfe  they  prove, 
Forget  my  pqw'r  ;  abufe  my  love  j 

Since  they  defpife  my  reft,  I  fwear, 
Their  feet  mall  never  enter  there." 

6  Look  back,  my  foul,  with  holy  dread  ; 
And  view  thofe  ancient  rebels  dead  5 
Attend  the  offer'd  grace  to  day. 

Nor  lofe  the  bleflings  by  delay. 

7  Seize  the  kind  promife  while  it  waits, 
And  march  to  Siotfs  heavily  gates  j  | 


5^2  H  V  M  N    xcvr. 

Believe,  and  take  the  promised  reft : 
Obey,  and  be  forever  bleft, 

^gmtt  XCVI.  Long  metre. 

Luke  i.  32,  33.  John  i.  49,  51.  Pfatm  lxxii.  8. 

1  <^fESUS  (hall  reign  where'er  the  fun 
„/  Does  his  fucceflive  journies  run  ; 
His  kingdom  ftretch  from  more  to  more, 
'Till  moon  (hall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  Behold  the  iflands  with  their  kings, 
And  Europe  her  beft  tribute  brings  ; 
From  north  to  fouth  the  princes  meet 
To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet. 

3  There  Perjia,  glorious  to  behold, 
There  India  mines  in  eaftern  gold  ; 
And  barb'rous  nations  at  his  word 
Submit,  and  bow,  and  own  their  Lord. 

4  For  him  mall  endlefs  pray'r  be  made, 
And  praifes  throng  to  crown  his  head  ; 
His  name  like  fweet  perfume  fhall  rife 
Withev'ry  morning  facrifice. 

5  People  and  realms  of  ev'ry  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  fweeteft  long  ; 
And  infant  voices  fhall  proclaim 
Their  early  bleGings  on  his  name. 

6  Bleflings  abound  where'er  he  reigns, 
The  pris'ner  leaps  to  loofe  his  chains  : 
The  weary  find  eternal  reft, 

And  all  the  fons  of  want  are  bleft. 

7  Where  he  difplays  his  healing  pow'r, 
Death  and  the  curie  are  known  no  more  ; 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boaft 

More  bleflings  than  their  father  lofr.  I| 


353 


HYMN     xcvir. 

Let  ev'ry  creature  rife  and  bring, 
Peculiar  honours  to  their  King  ; 
Angels  defcend  with  fongs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  long  Amen. 


IJ)])ttttt  XCVIL  Common  metre. 

Mat.  xviii.  zo.   i  Tim.  iii.  15.    PfcUm  cxxxii, 

5,&c. 
i  "VTO  fleep  nor  (lumber  to  his  eyes, 
•^     Good  David  would  afford, 
'Till  he  had  found  below  the  Ikies 
A  dwelling  for  the  Lord. 

2  The  Lord  in  Sion  plac'd  his  name, 

His  ark  was  fettled  there  : 
To  Sion  the  whole  nation  came, 
To  worfhip  thrice  a  year. 

3  But  we  have  no  fuch  lengths  to  gc, 

Nor  wander  far  abroad  ; 
Where'er  thy  faints  aflemble  now, 
There  is  a  houfe  for  God. 

4  Arife,   O  King  of  grace  arife, 

And  enter  to  thy  reft, 
Lo  !  thy  church  waits  with  longing  eyess 
Thus  to  be  own'd  and  bleft. 

5  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  train, 

Thy  Spirit  and  thy  word  ; 
All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain 

Could  no  fuch  grace  afford. 
$  Here,  mighty  God,  accept  our  vows, 

Here  let  thy  praife  be  fpread  ; 
Blefs  the  provifionsof  thy  houfe, 

And  fill  the  poor  with  bread. 

1  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign, 

Let  God's  anointed  ftine  y  { 


354  H  Y  m  H     XCVITI,  XCIX. 

Juflice  and  truth  his  court  maintain 

With  love  and  povr'r  divine. 
3  Here  let  him  hold  a  lafting  throne, 

And  as  his  kingdom  grows, 
Frefh  honours  fliall  adorn  his  crown, 

And  lhame  confound  his  foes. 

JDgmtl  XCVIII.      Long  metre. 

Epb.  v.  19.  20.  2The/.L'j.    Pfalm  xcvii.  5. 

1  T  TE  reigns,  the  Lord  the  Saviour  reigns  t 
*■- *-  Praife  him  inevangelick  (Trains  : 

Let  the  whole  earth  in  fongs  rejoice, 
And  diftant  iflands  join  their  voice. 

2  Deep  are  his  counfels  and  unknown  ; 
But  grace  and  truth  fupport  his  throne  ; 
Though  gloomy  clouds  his  way  lurround, 
Juflice  is  their  eternal  ground. 

3  In  robes  of  judgment,  lohe  comes, 
Shakes  the  wide  earth  and  cleaves  the  tombs* 
Before  him  burns  devouring  fire, 

The  mountains  melt,  thefeas  retire. 

4  His  enemies  with  fore  difmay, 

Fly  from  the  fight,  and  fiuin  the  day  ; 
Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  faints,  on  high, 
Andfing,  for  your  redemption's  nigh. 

fpgmn  XCIX.     Long  metre. 

Pfalm  ix.   10. 

1  QING  to  the  Lord,  who  loud  proclaims 
^J  His  various,  and  his  faving  names  j 
O  may  they  not  be  heard  alone, 

But  by  our  fure  experience  known  ! 

2  The  great  Jehovah  be  ador'd, 
Th'  eternal,  all  fufncient  Lord, 

lie  through  the  world  molt  high  confefs'd, 
By  whom  'twas  iorm'd,  and  is  poflfeis'd.    '  ll 


h  y  m  n    C.  355 

3  Awake  our  nobleft  pow'rs,  to  blefs 
The  God  of  Abraham,  God  of  peace  ; 
Now  by  a  dearer  title  known, 
Father  and  God  of  Chrift,  his  Son. 

4  Through  ev'ry  age  his  gracious  ear 
Is  open  to  his  fervants'  pray'r  ; 
Nor  can  one  humble  foul  complain, 
That  he  has  fought  his  God  in  vain. 

5  What  unbelieving  heart  mail  dare 
In  whifpers  to  fuggeft  a  fear, 
While  frill  he  owns  his  ancient  name  ? 
The  lame  his  pow'r,  his  love  the  fame* 

6  To  thee  our  fouls  in  faith  arife, 
To  thee  we  lift  expecting  eyes  j 
And  boldly  through  the  defert  tread  : 
For  God  will  guard,  where  God  fhall  lead. 


JJJglTlH  C.  Common  metre. 

Pfalm  xxxv.  i. 

SALVATION  !  O  melodious  found 
To  wretched  dying  men  ! 
Salvation,  that  from  God  proceeds, 

And  leads  to  God  again  ! 
Re  feu' d  from  hell's  eternal  gloom  ! 
From  fiends  and  fire  and  chains  : 
Rais'd  to  a  paradife  of  blifs, 
Where  love  with  glory  reigns  I 

But  O  !  may  a  degen'rate  foul, 

Sinful  and  weak  as  mine, 
Prefume  to  raiie  a  trembling  eye 

To  bleffings  fo  divine  ? 
The  luftre  of  fo  bright  a  fcene 

My  feeble  heart  o'erbears  ; 
And  unbelief  almoft  perverts 

The  promife  into  tears. 


356  'hymn    CI. 

5  My  Saviour  God,  no  voice  but  thine 

Thefe  dying  hopes  can  raife; 
Speak  thy  falvation  to  my  foul, 
And  turn  its  tears  to  praife, 

6  My  Saviour  God,  this  broken  voice 

Tranfported,  fhall  proclaim, 
And  call  on  all  th'  angelick  harps 
To  found  fo  fweet  a  name. 


Jt>gHtn  CI.    Particular  metre. 

Pfalm  xlv.  3,  4. 

LOUD  to  the  Prince  of  heav'n 
Your  cheerful  voices  raife  ; 
To  him  your  vows  be  giv'n, 
And  fill  his  courts  with  praife. 
With  confcious  worth, 
All  clad  in  arms, 
All  bright  in  charms, 
He  fallies  forth. 


Gird  on  thy  conqu'ring  fword,, 

Afcend  thy  mining  car, 
And  march,  almighty  Lord, 
To  wage  thine  holy  war  : 
Before  his  wheels, 
In  glad  furprife, 
Ye  vallies  rife, 
And  fink  ye  hills. 

Fair  truth,  and  frniling  love, 
And  injur'd  righteouihefs, 
In  thy  retinue  move, 
And  feek  from  thee  redrefs  : 
Thou  in  their  caufe 
Shall  profp'rous  ride, 
And  far  and  wide 
Difpenfe  thy  laws. 


HYMN      CIT.  %if 

4  Before  thine  awful  face 

Mi'Hons  of  foes  mall  fall, 
The  captives  of  thy  grace, 
That  grace  which  conquers  alL 
The  world  mall  know, 
Great  King  of  kings, 
What  wond'rous  things 
Thine  arm  can  do. 

$  Here  to  my  willing  foul 

Bend  thy  triumphant  way  ; 
Here  ev'ry  foe  control, 
And  all  thy  powV  difplay. 
My  heart,  thy  throne, 
Bleft  Jefus  fee, 
Bows  low  to  thee, 
To  thee  alone. 

tyVmtl  CII.     Long  metre. 

Pfaim  cvii,  31. 

2  "VTE  fons  of  men,  with  joy  record, 

X    The  various  wonders  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  let  his  pow'r  and  goodnefs  found 
Through  all  your  tribes  the  world  around. 
3.  Let  the  high  heav'ns  your  longs  invite, 
Thofe  fpacious  fields  of  brilliant  light ; 
Where  fun,  and  moon,  and  planets  roll, 
And  ftars  that  glow  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  Sing  earth,  in  verdant  robes  array'd, 

Its  herbs  and  flow'rs,  its  fruit  and  fhade  ; 
PeopPd  with  life  of  various  forms, 
•  Fifties,  and  fowls,  and  beads,  and  worms. 

4  View  the  broad  fea's  majefiick  plains, 
And  think  how  wide  its  maker  reigns  ; 
That  band  remoteft  nations  joins, 

And  on  each  wave  his  goodnefs  fhines.       f 


35*  H  Y  M  N     CUV 

5  But,  O  that  brighter  world  above, 
Where  lives  and  reigns  incarnate  love  8 
God's  only  Son  in  flefh  array'd, 

For  man  a,  bleeding  victim  made. 

6  Thither,  my  foul  with  rapture  foar  j 
There  in  the  land  of  praile  adore  : 
This  theme  demands  an  angel's  tongue. 
Demands  a  never  ending  fong. 


U)]?mn  CIII.    Common  metre. 

Pfalm  csix.  9. 
1  TNDULGENT  God,  with  pitying  eyes 
-I     The  fons  of  men  iurvey, 
And  fee  how  youthful  finners  fport 
In  a  deftructive  way. 
3  Ten  thoufand  dangers  lurk  around. 
To  bear  them  to  the  tomb  ; 
Each  in  an  hour  may  plunge  them  down 
Where  hope  can  never  come. 

3  Reduce,  O  Lord,  their  wand'ring  minds, 

Amus'd  with  airy  dreams, 
That  heav'nly  wiidom  may  difpel 
Their  vifionary  fchemes. 

4  With  holy  caution  may  they  walk, 

And  be  thy  word  their  guide, 
'Till  each,  the  defert  fafely  pafs'd, 
Qn  Sion's  hill  abide. 

FINIS. 


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